"And father said always when a song came to me to play it at once.

Songs are like the mists of the morning and the rainbows, you know, and they don't stay with you long.

You just have to catch them quick, before they go.

Now, don't you see ?" But Simeon Holly, with a despairingly scornful gesture, had turned away; and David, after a moment's following him with wistful eyes, soberly walked toward the kitchen door.

Two minutes later he was industriously working at his task of filling the woodbox.
That for David the affair was not satisfactorily settled was evidenced by his thoughtful countenance and preoccupied air, however; nor were matters helped any by the question David put to Mr.Holly just before dinner.
"Do you mean," he asked, "that because I didn't fill the woodbox right away, I was being a discord ?" "You were what ?" demanded the amazed Simeon Holly.
"Being a discord--playing out of tune, you know," explained David, with patient earnestness.