open window, near which Farmer Brown was eating breakfast. Farmer Brown coughed and strangled and sprang from his chair.

"Phew!" cried Farmer Brown, "I smell smoke! There must be a fire on the meadows."

Then he shouted for his boy and for his hired man and the three, with shovels in their hands, started for the Green Meadows to try to put the

fire out. The Merry Little Breezes sighed with relief and followed to the fire.

But when they saw how fierce and angry the red flames had become they knew that Farmer Brown and his boy and his hired man would not be able

to put the fire out. Choking with smoke, they hurried over to tell the dreadful news to the little meadow people and forest folks gathered at

the Smiling Pool. "Chug-a-rum! Why don't you help put the fire out?" asked Grandfather

Frog. "We warned Farmer Brown and his boy and his hired man; what more can we

do?" asked one of the Merry Little Breezes. "Go find and drive up a rain cloud," replied Grandfather Frog.

"Splendid!" cried all the little meadow people and forest folks. "Hurry! hurry! Oh, do hurry!"

So the Merry Little Breezes scattered in all directions to hunt for a rain cloud.

"It is a good thing that Old Mother West Wind has such a big family," said Grandfather Frog, "for one of them is sure to find a wandering rain

cloud somewhere." Then all the little meadow people and forest folks sat down around the