outh and south he went
And there the harbor lay!

Then Boris scratched his head and thought:
"Whatever way I go
There's always water at the end
Whatever way I go!
New York must be an island
An island it must be
So many people all shut in
By rivers and by sea!

They've bridges and they've ferry boats
Across the top to go;
They've subways and they've Hudson tubes
To burrow down below
To get things in, to get things out
How busy they must be!
In that enormous big New York
On rivers and on sea!"

SPEED

This story is a definite attempt to make the child aware of a new
relationship in his familiar environment.

The verse is for the older children. The story has lent itself well to
dramatization.

SPEED

Once there was a big beautiful white ox. His back was broad, his horns
were long and his eyes were large and gentle. He went slowly sauntering
down the road one sunshiny summer day. As he walked along he swung from
side to side carefully putting down his small feet. And this is what he
thought:

"I am pleased with myself--so large, so broad, so strong am I. Is there
anyone else who can pull so heavy a load? Is there anyone else who can
plow so straight a furrow? What would the world do without me?"

Just then he heard something tearing along the road behind him.
"Clopperty, clopperty, clopperty, clopperty." In a moment up dashed a
big, black horse.

"Greetings," lowed the ox, slowly turning his large gentle eyes on the
excited horse. "Why such haste, my brother?" The horse tossed his mane.
"I'm in a hurry," he snorted, "because I'm made to go fast. Why, I can
go ten miles while you crawl one! The world has no more use for a great
white snail like you. But if you want speed, I'm just what you need.
Watch how fast I go!" and clopperty, clopperty he was off down the road.
As the ox watched the horse disappear he thought of what he had heard.

"He called me a great white snail! He said he could go ten miles while I
crawled one! Surely this swift horse is more wonderful than I!"

Now as the horse went frisking along this is what he thought. "I am
pleased with myself. I am sleek, I am swift--swifter than the ox. What
would the world do without me?"

Just then he heard a strange humming overhead. He glanced up. The sound
came from a wire taut and vib