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THE CAŅON FLOWERS
BY RALPH CONNOR (ADAPTED)
 AT first there were no caņons, but only the broad, open
prairie. One day the Master of the Prairie, walking out over
his great lawns, where were only grasses, asked the Prairie:
"Where are your flowers?"
And the Prairie said: "Master, I have no seeds."
Then he spoke to the birds, and they carried seeds of every
kind of flower and strewed them far and wide, and soon the
Prairie bloomed with crocuses and roses and buffalo beans
and the yellow crowfoot and the wild sunflowers and the red
lilies, all the summer long.
Then the Master came and was well pleased; but he missed the
flowers he loved best of all, and he said to the Prairie:
"Where are the clematis and the columbine, the sweet violets
and wind-flowers, and all the ferns and flowering shrubs?"
And again the Prairie answered: "Master, I have no seeds."
And again he spoke to the birds and again they carried all
the seeds and strewed them far and wide.
But when next the Master came, he could not find the flowers
he loved best of all, and he said: "Where are those, my
 And the Prairie cried sorrowfully: "O Master, I cannot keep
the flowers, for the winds sweep fiercely, and the sun beats
upon my breast, and they wither up and fly away."
Then the Master spoke to the Lightning, and with one swift
blow the Lightning cleft the Prairie to the heart. And the
Prairie rocked and groaned in agony, and for many a day
moaned bitterly over its black, jagged, gaping wound.
But a little river poured its waters through the cleft, and
carried down deep, black mould, and once more the birds
carried seeds and strewed them in the caņon. And after a
long time the rough rocks were decked out with soft mosses
and trailing vines, and all the nooks were hung with
clematis and columbine, and great elms lifted their huge
tops high up into the sunlight, and down about their feet
clustered the low cedars and balsams, and everywhere the
violets and wind-flowers and maiden-hair grew and bloomed
till the caņon became the Master's place for rest and peace