This is a short fantasy story in the fairy-tale tradition, functioning as an origin myth and literary expansion of the "Jack and Jill" nursery rhyme. Two children of unknown origin live on a hill under the care of what they believe is an old man, compelled daily to haul water up the hill — a chore that frustrates them because it interrupts their play. The familiar tumble occurs one moonlit night, but the story reframes it: the "old man's" voice was actually the sound of water flowing around a rock, and the water-carrying was secretly sustaining a hillside stream. The moon, personified as a gentle maternal figure, reveals these truths, claims the children as her own, and invites them to live with her — explaining the folk-belief that figures can be seen on the moon's surface. The story's distinctive move is treating the nursery rhyme's nonsense details (the crown, the tumbling) as clues to a hidden natural allegory about the water cycle, where sun and clouds, not children, are the true water-carriers. It reads as a piece of late Victorian or Edwardian children's literature, blending nature myth with the cozy whimsy typical of that era's retellings of traditional verse.