Mother Nature's House Cleaning

One morning Mother Nature stood at the door of her house looking out

over the world. King Winter's reign was over and he had gone back to

his home at the North Pole; and Spring was coming over the hill with her

three little helpers to make Mother Nature a visit.

Let us see who these helpers were. First there was roguish March with

his rosy cheeks, and his curly hair flying in the winds that blew

all about him. Next came Baby April with her apron full of violets,

daffodillies, and green grasses. Part of the time she smiled sweetly,

and part of it she frowned till the big tear drops chased each other

down her cheeks. Last came May, playing tag with the sunbeams, wandering

knee-deep in flowers, and calling to the birds that sang around her:

Mother Nature watched them coming and murmured, "Such a dirty world as

King Winter has left behind him! It must be cleaned up before the little

girls, April and May, come, but March I am sure will want to help me do

it."

She beckoned to the frolicsome boy who came racing down the hill to

see what she wanted. "I must have some rain to wash away all this dirty

snow," she said; so March whistled to the East Wind, who blew together

the rain-clouds, and soon the tiny rain drops were busy at work washing

the floors of the world, and in a short time the snow was all gone.

Then Mother Nature wanted the sky ceilings cleaned, so this time March

whistled to the West Wind who began to sweep away the cloud cobwebs from

the sky till the cheery old sun smiled again, and shone Mother Nature a

bright "good morning."

"Now March," said she, "there is one more thing you can do to help. You

must start the work for Baby April." Then March, with the South Wind

to help him, awoke the seeds, whispered to the trees to begin to bud,

started the brooks singing, and called the robins back from the South.

When his visit was over Mother Nature thanked him for helping her so

well on all of the thirty-one days he had spent with her, and told him

she would send for him again when her next cleaning day came around.

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