A TRUE STORY.
Bertie Gale lived near a noisy little brook, which went singing through the meadow. Just below the house in which he lived was a dam. It made a large pond above it, and the water was used to turn the wheel of a small woollen-mill.
It was such fun to watch the water pouring over the wheel, turning it swiftly round and round.
Bertie was never tired of looking at it, but it made his mother very anxious if her little boy was long out of her sight. But he had promised never to go into the water without permission.
But one summer the water was shut off for a while, and the mill was silent. The old wheel was badly decayed and broken, and Mr. Gale said a new wheel must be built.
Every day Bertie hurried home from school to watch his father and the workmen, as they built the new wheel.
One day when he came home, he ran down to the mill as usual. The wheel was in its place all ready for action.