that once there were five southwest winds, and I am glad that now there is but one. Who can tell if the roof could withstand five such winds as this?"
"Were there once five southwest winds, Klayukat? What became of the others?" and Antonio leaned against the old man's knee.
"Is there only one wind making all this noise?" shivered Juanita.
"Only one southwest wind, Ninita. If there were five now, you could not walk over to old Klayukat's shop, Chiquita. Would you like to hear why there is only one southwest wind now?"
The children's enthusiastic answers were all the inspiration old Klayukat needed. He waxed his thread and started into the story.
In the early days of the earth there were five southwest winds. They were very active fellows, and so there was seldom an hour when one of them was not bustling around the world. The animals were storm tossed so much that their sides were all bruised. They complained often and bitterly, but the southwest winds only roared louder and knocked them about more frequently.
One day Blue Jay said: "Let us make war on these southwest winds. Something must be done,
