12 THE LAND OF PLUCK

wind. All this,as you must know, makes the sun jeweler-
in-chief to the landscape, which shines and glitters and
trembles with motion and light. Yet that is only one
way of looking at it. A low-spirited bird might still see

 

CAPSIZING !

only marshes and puddles, though he might learn a good
lesson or two in seeing jolly Dutch folk, young and old,
making merry over every-day affairs. Or one of the prac-
tical every-day sort might notice only commonplace things
—such as the country roads paved with yellow bricks;
cabbage-plots scarcely greener than the ponds nestling
everywhere among the reeds; cottages, with roofs ever so