THE BEAUTIFUL WORLD David found many new songs in his violin those early winter days, and they were very beautiful ones.

To begin with, there were all the kindly looks and deeds that were showered upon him from every side.

There was the first snowstorm, too, with the feathery flakes turning all the world to fairy whiteness.

This song David played to Mr.Streeter, one day, and great was his disappointment that the man could not seem to understand what the song said.
"But don't you see ?" pleaded David.

"I'm telling you that it's your pear-tree blossoms come back to say how glad they are that you didn't kill them that day." "Pear-tree blossoms--come back!" ejaculated the old man.