A little Negro boy stood watching the balloon man at the Country fair. There were all shapes of balloons in all colours. Suddenly a red balloon broke loose, and soared high into the air until it could scarcely be seen. So many people were attracted by the sight that the vendor thought it might be good business to let another go. He let a bright yellow one slip free. Then he released a white one.
The little Negro stood looking for a long time. Then he asked, “Mister, if you sent the black one up, would it go just as high as the others?”
The balloon man, with an understanding smile, slipped the black one from its place and said, “Sonny, it isn’t the colour – it’s the stuff inside that makes it rise’
