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A long time ago, when the world was much younger than it is now, people told and believed a great

many wonderful stories about wonderful things which neither you nor I have ever seen.

They often talk about a certain mighty being called Jupiter or Zeus, who was king of the sky

and the earth. And they said that he spent most of his time amid the clouds on the top of a very high mountain

where he could look down and see everything that was going on on the earth below.

He liked to ride on the storm clouds and her alburning thunderbolts right and left

among the trees and rocks. And he was so mighty that when he nodded, the earth quaked.

The mountains trembled and smoked, the sky grew black and the sun hit his face.

Jupiter had two brothers, both of them terrible fellows, but not nearly so great as himself.

The name of one of them was Neptune or Poseidon. And he was the king of the sea.

He had a glittering golden palace far down in the deep sea caves where the fishes lived

and the red coral grows. And whenever he was angry, the waves would rise as high as mountains.

And the storm winds would howl fearfully and the sea would try to break over the land.

Men called him the shaker of the earth. The other brother of Jupiter was a sad pale face being

whose kingdom was underneath the earth where the sun never shown and where there was darkness

and weeping and sorrow all the time. His name was Pluto or Adonis and his country was called

the lower world or the land of shadows or Hades. Men said that whenever anyone died,

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