THE CLOUD THAT HAD NO LINING
it, and come back for another. I must go on till there is enough silver to line the cloud with," he said to himself.
So he filled his tiny cap with the silver of the stream, and flew up again to his cloud, carrying the cap very carefully for fear of spilling the silver. Then he went round to the back of the cloud where the lining ought to have been, and poured the silver out of his cap.
Now, as I dare say you have guessed, the silver of the stream was really nothing but water. So when it was poured out of the cap it fell right through the cloud, and made the fairies on the other side much wetter than they had ever been before! I need not say that they were very much annoyed. They made so much commotion, spluttering and grumbling and scolding, that Pearlywing heard them through the cloud, and went round to see what was the matter.
"What we want," said one of them angrily, shaking the water off his wings, "is something to keep us dry, not something to make us wet!"
"I am so sorry!" said Pearlywing; "but I thought it was such good silver! And now, I suppose, you don't want any more of it."
"Certainly not!" said all the fairies very quickly.
"It is most unfortunate," said Pearlywing. "I can't understand it at all. The silver looked so very nice."
He was not a very clever fairy, I am afraid.
"I hope Skybright will have more sense," grumbled the wet fairies.
Skybright meanwhile was waiting on the sea-shore, far below the clouds. He was waiting for the moon to
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