Perth Amboy evening news. [volume], July 15, 1921, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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If- It finally stopped raining, so Peggy and Cuthbert continued their travels.
j* They traveled jar into the night, until they came to a deep cav*. Peggy
II climbed on Cuthbert1 i tail to look in at the window.
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The Princess Who Loved
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ijii ct uiik-, many, many ycai ^
I I ago, there dwelt a little girlie
, who enjoyed seeing and convers
ing with a lovely Fairy Queen.
; One day this little girl, who was
’ named Floretta said to her brother, “I
am very tired of never being able to
i go to school. I am weary most of
the time because I have to work so
^ hard! The weening and raking and
hoeing of our flower and vegetable
JL garden is very tiring, and then there
2 is the daily trudging after our silly,
■ selfish geese!
J| “I’m going to call for the Queen of
^ Fairyland and ask her to have some ot
* her subjects help me with my work.’’
' “You must be dreaming, dear sister,"
' * cried her brother, "to think that the
-l Queen of Fairyland will listen to the
. complaints of a poor woodman's daugh
' ter who lives in the old tumbledown
“ cottage.”
1 ' "Brother, I am going to call and see
n uic i »vciy v/ueen win come, answer
cd bloretto, 'because one day after I
had worked very hard in the woods,
gathering fagots for another to cook
Vvith, I fell asleep, and when I awak
ened I saw a number of sweet fairies,
dancing in a ring around and around
the loveliest Queen that ever ruled in
beautiful Fairyland. I was so sur
pr.rcd tliat I cried, ‘Oh, the darling 1’
and the fairies were so surprised at
seeing and hearing a really truly child
so near them that they said, ‘Dear
Queen, and would it not be better If
ve should vanish at once?’
“Ilut she answered, “This child who
is standing near us is well versed in
fairy lore. I can tell that by looking
in her clear, truthful eyes. I have
often watched her when she has been
working in these woods, and hap'e al
ways found her mind and heart filled
with truth, honesty an! love. So do
not vanish and I will talk to her.' ”
1 The Little Lily Sprite ,
w vn utwny tne rw r * euye
Ik Right on a stoncj
|\ There saw a little elf
|| All, all alone.
I She was dabblin' of her feet
When 1 caught her;
uaoonn of her tiny feet :
In the water.
Then she spied me where I was. i
Splashl Cone was she; t
Lillies, water, rock and reeds, r
And—oh, yes—me. fc
Whom have we heref None other than Joe Miller, the movie star, and his three assistants tuho recently arrived
from Borneo. Borneo, by the by, would seem to be an appropriate place to be bom in.
Floretta, after having her brother
promise that he would not follow her,
walked to the very deepest part of the
woods, -
Going near the fairy wing, she called
in sweet childish tones: "Please, please,
Queen of Fairyland, come to me, your
Floretta, I need you, oh so much.”
And in a moment there was a rus
tling of gauzy wings and the lovely
Queen attended by her two handsome
elves stood before her and the Queen
said:
“Why do you need me, dear child?”
Then Floretta told the Queen of her
great wish to attend the village school.
“But I can not do so because there :s
always so much work to be done,” she
explained. "My mother can not spare
me, you see, my brother is far too
small and weak to do any heavy work.
And my father labors hard in the
woods Winter and Summer, cutting
down trees and chopping them Into
lengths so they can be suld My moth
er washes our cloth :s and keeps the
cottage clean and does the baking and
brewing until she is ready to drop with
fatigue."
The Queen placed her magic wand
on Floretta's sunny curls, and said:
“Dear child, you shall obtain an ed
ucation, for my fairies unseen by any
one but you will assist you every aft
ernoon when you return to the cottage
after attending the village school.”
Tka nasrt ~_2_TSt
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"Mother, today I start for the school.
I promise you that I will do the gar
den work and allow the geese to take
their daily wal^,”
Every afternoon at 4 o'clock the
flowers and vegetables were attended
by Floretta and assisted by the fairres
and elves, the garden flourished as well
and even better than it had ever done.
And the geese trudged over hills ana
dales and were fat and strong.
With the extra work of the long
walk to school, Floretta could not un
derstand why she no longer felt ta
tigtie.
Until the Fairy Queen told her one
day in the woods that her little heart
was so full of sunshine and happiness
that her body grew stronger every
week. /
Great was the wonder in the humble tl
tottage of the poor woodsman that the ii
:hild was able to accomplish so mucS,
ind great were the praises given to ii
ler at the village school.
The little brother was not forgot- “
en either by the lovely Queen, for she n
md her fairies healed his many His
ind he, too, grew stout and strong. p
Floretta, after years of constant
tudy, became an educated, gifted worn- Si
n, instead of an ignorant child. tl
When she was grown she met a ei
eally Prnce one day in the woods near sc
be fairy ring. And the next week lje to
larried her, and she became a lovely,
eautifu) Princess. / tii
| Why Stories
HVTIM was a famous Persian hero
and many_ and various were the
adventures in which4 he was en
gaged, for he was very brave and nev
er shrank from danger.
One day, while journeying along, he
:ame to a village in which all the peo
ple were standing or walking about,
(cringing their hands and raising up
BEDTIME PENCIL PICTURES
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My big brutber 'Hizcup got ■
•well uresent frum ma yestlday fer
bis bertbday. He abur likes It an
says he'll always hang It In bis
rume the rest of his natural life.
ieir voices in loud and bitter bewail
igs.
“Why do you lament and weep so
iccssatntly?” asked Hatim.
“Alas, O stranger I" was the reply,
:ause indeed have we to weep and la
ent."
“And what may this cause be?” asked
'atim.
It is a terrible, a ferocious monster
tch as was never seen before," cried
e weeping villagers, “and once in
ery week he comes and demands tiiat
meone of the village must be given
him for a meal.”
“That is very bad, indeed,” said Ha
n, and when does he come next?”
In four days from now, and we can
do nothing but mourn, for this time
the lot has fallen on the best-loved son
of our chief, and we grieve to »ose
him,” was the reply.
!, “But,” said Tatim, “that must never
be allowed to go bn. I must save this
youth."
Loud were the acclamations of the
people at this declaration of Hatim’s,
for they did not know that he was
such m famous hero.
“Oh, stranger, how will that be pos
sible? You have never seen this demon ;
monster, which we are sure no human
being can overcome.”
Hatim only smiled at their fears, -
but inquired:
“What does the monster look like? '
can anyone describe it to me?”
“We can show you a picture of him, 'i.
which was made by one of our young J
men,” they answered.
“Let me see it then,” said Hatim.
When the picture was shown to him
he looked at it very attentively, and 5
said: 1
“I think I recognize this monster. It
must be Haluka, a terrible demon,
indeed, and against whom no weapon *
known to man can prevail 1”
“Alas I” cried the villagers on hear- ^
ing this; “then are we doomed indeed t
with an invulnerable fiend talcing us v
away to devour.”
»ui Hdiim uiu noi join in me la
mentations; instea^he ordered the vil- '
lagers to make him a great mirror and
place it in a place that the monster
must pass before he could seize his
weekly prey.
The immense mirror was construct
ed and placed in the designated spot
and Hatim went forth to meet the ex
pected monster.
At the appointed time it came, ana
frightful, indeed, was it to behold, with
a great mouth in the midst of an Im
mense bladder-like body
RapTdly it advanced until it came di
rectly in front of the great mirror,
when it suddenly stopped.
Never had the monster seen any
thing so dreadful looking as Its own
reflection in the glass, and he gave a
great roar of anger and amaiemcnt.
The very earth shook with thp
sound, and so angry and enraged was
he that he actually swelled up with such
wrath thjit his bladdcr-like body burst
and he fell/down lifeless before the
wondering and rejoicing villagers.
And so Hatim destroyed this mon
ster and freed the grateful people from
their fearful tribute.—Philadelphia Rec
ord.
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PRIDE. H
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Little Buddy’s heart was sore.
And many tears were shed A.
"Because my bestest shoes no more
Will squeak today," he said. Ct
l here they saw two Kobbers Hold seated at a table. Less scare them
off" said Cuthbert. 'You hop on my head, tie your handkerchief around my
neck and watch them run." And they did.
THE LITE NOAH'S ARK.
Hy grandma’s fa^m has ducks and
geese,
\nd little lambs with snowy fleece;
3igs, cows and horses, oxen, too;
Vnd squirfcl and rabbits not a few.
fhey have a cock that always crows
^t dawn. Who wakes him? Goodness
knows!
failed—so leave that task to you
7o get them marching—two by two.
L farm is better than a park,
t is a living Noah’s ark I
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WE’RE SURPRISED AT HER.
lollie got a cracker crumb,
n the nail of her small thumb;
Oo!” the cried, “it won’t come out,
Vonder what I was about;
laybe it will swell up so
'hat my thumb will bigger grow,
ind they’ll cut it off and then
t will never grow again.”
he cried and then in some strange
way
'he crumb upon her apron lay.
THE LAKE’S EYES. |
The lake is blind by day.
It can not see - i
The white' clouds as they play 1
Nor graceful tree
Reflected in its pool;
But twilight cool
Opens its eyes. It sees afar
With many a golden shining star. 43
MAKING MUD PIES. 3
Making tnud pies in the sand,
Bill and Betty, too,
It is just the nicest thing.
That the children do.
Then, if mother lets them, they
Take their shoes off, and
Dig their toes away down deep
In the nice cool sand.
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v THE BUTTERMILK COW.
Grandma churns butter fine as silk,
And then pours out the buttermilk.
Until I saw this, I do vow, «
I thought it, too, came from a cowl
Powder-Puff Pixies
here do powder-puff thistles gor
te prickle-proof Jiixiesf Don’t you
knowt
' night comes on, in the dark and .
gloom,
me end cut off each lavender bloom;
•Vith the yellow pollen soft and sweet, *
They powder each other’s backs and
feet.
Look in the grasses at end of day, ’
ind you’ll catch them at their pixie
Play. t —Dorothea Delicti.
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