w?"
"None--but I've had a nibble several times. I think they'd bite better
if the sun would go under a cloud."
"Let's eat our lunch now," begged Phyllis. "Perhaps there'll be some
clouds by the time we finish."
As they ate Phyllis told her brother about the kingfisher's nest and
babies. When they finished the sky was as blue as ever.
"These are halcyon days," said Jack, looking very wise.
"Wh-a-a-t--?" said Phyllis, wholly puzzled and half frightened at the
new word.
"Well, you see father told me about them the other day when we were
fishing in this same place.
"It seems that long ago when people were not very wise, they believed
all sorts of queer things. They told strange stories about the things
which they did not understand.
"In those days kingfishers were called halcyons. Some said these birds
made nests which floated on the sea.
"As long as these eggs or birdlings were in the nest, the people said,
the sea would remain smooth and the weather fair.
"Ever since then, when we hear any one speak of 'halcyon days,' we know
that they mean pleasant happy days."
"Then," laughed Phyllis, "this has been one of the 'halcyon days' even
though you failed to catch any fish."
Then two tired little people trudged home through the river reeds and
down the lane.
On their way the blue kingfisher flashed by, chuckling harshly deep
down in his throat.
THE HALCYON BIRDS
That evening Phyllis opened a new book and on almost the first page she
saw something about the halcyon birds.
"Perhaps it is Jack's story," she said. Then she curled herself up on
the soft sofa and this is the story she read.
In the beautiful long ago, in the wonderful country of Greece there
lived a king, wise and just and peaceful. His people loved him.
The king lived in a marble palace on the top of a low hill. With him
lived his wife, the lovely Queen Halcyone.
But though the king was wise and just and good, his heart was sad.
There was unrest in the land. Troubles were rife in Greece.
At length one day the king came to the room where Queen Halcyone sat
with her maids. They were spinning carefully and happily together.
"My Halcyone--my queen," said the king, "as you know, I am greatly
troubled and disturbed. I do not know what is the best thing for me to
do. I must seek wise advice from the gods."
Queen Halcyone dropped her distaff and looked in fear at the king.
"I must go," said the king to Ha
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