Sorry to be late; had responsibilities. Numbering the panels left-to-right, top-to-bottom, we have:
1. Willie Winkie started out the other evening to explore the hill behind grandpa’s barn. A crooked little path led up to the top and there stood a clump of trees. As Willie was looking at them from afar, a strange thing happened. A great long object, like an arm, reached out of the treetops into the sky!
2. It fell slowly outwards to the ground, and disappeared! Zat’s queerious, thought Willie. ``Must go on and look real close.’’
3. But after he had gone on a short while, he saw that the strange object, which had now appeared from behind the trees, was a sort of giant, standing out against the evening sky, with outstretched arms that waved round and round. This looked so alarming, that Willie was nearly thinking of turning back.
4. Then he plucked up heart, and went cautiously on toward the giant. ``Why, it is only a big old mill,‘’ said Willie Winkie, ``and it is tearing the clouds up with its arms.’’ ``I’m working so hard to clear up today’s sky, so that we’ll have good weather tomorrow,’’ said the mill. But back over the distant hills, the moon stuck baleful eye through a tear in the clouds.
5. ``I say, what’s that you’re doing? You’ve torn all the cloud curtains around me and wakened me up!’’ growled the Moon. The mill suddenly caught a glimpse of his angry red face, and stood still and scared, with arms on high.
6. In the meantime it had grown quite dark, and Willie pulled his hood over his head and started to go home. When he looked around to wave good night to the old mill, he saw that it had turned its back and got out a needle and thread and a pair of large scissors, and, to mollify the moon, was busy sewing up the patches, and the moon looked contentedly on.
Sorry to be late; had responsibilities. Numbering the panels left-to-right, top-to-bottom, we have:
1. Willie Winkie started out the other evening to explore the hill behind grandpa’s barn. A crooked little path led up to the top and there stood a clump of trees. As Willie was looking at them from afar, a strange thing happened. A great long object, like an arm, reached out of the treetops into the sky!
2. It fell slowly outwards to the ground, and disappeared! Zat’s queerious, thought Willie. ``Must go on and look real close.’’
3. But after he had gone on a short while, he saw that the strange object, which had now appeared from behind the trees, was a sort of giant, standing out against the evening sky, with outstretched arms that waved round and round. This looked so alarming, that Willie was nearly thinking of turning back.
4. Then he plucked up heart, and went cautiously on toward the giant. ``Why, it is only a big old mill,‘’ said Willie Winkie, ``and it is tearing the clouds up with its arms.’’ ``I’m working so hard to clear up today’s sky, so that we’ll have good weather tomorrow,’’ said the mill. But back over the distant hills, the moon stuck baleful eye through a tear in the clouds.
5. ``I say, what’s that you’re doing? You’ve torn all the cloud curtains around me and wakened me up!’’ growled the Moon. The mill suddenly caught a glimpse of his angry red face, and stood still and scared, with arms on high.
6. In the meantime it had grown quite dark, and Willie pulled his hood over his head and started to go home. When he looked around to wave good night to the old mill, he saw that it had turned its back and got out a needle and thread and a pair of large scissors, and, to mollify the moon, was busy sewing up the patches, and the moon looked contentedly on.