On clear, starry nights the Moon Man can be seen curled up in his shimmering seat in space.


Every night from his drifting sphere, the Moon Man was filled with envy as he watched the earth people dance.
“If only once I could join the fun,” he thought. “Life up here is such a bore.”


One night a shooting star flashed by. The Moon Man leaped just in time to catch the fiery tail of the comet.


The night creatures of the woods fled in terror at the loud crash of the fallen star.


The noise brought hundreds of people from a nearby team. Soldiers sped to defend the earth. Firemen hastened to quench...