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in " ' t ' 11 , 1l If--'' , . , bratfy stopped raining, so Peggy and Cnthb'ert continued their travels. They traveled far into the night, mntil they tame to a deep cm. Peggy climbed on CulhbtrTt tail to took ih l the tcindote. I ; W' W I Of ONCE on a time, many, many years ago, there dwelt a little girlie who enjoyed seeing and convers ing with a lovely Fairy Queen. One day this little girl, Vho was named Floretta said to her brother, "I am very tired of bever being able to go to school I am Weary most of the time because t have to work so hard! The weeuing and raiting and hoeing of our flower and vegetable garden is very tiring, and then thert is the daily trudging after our sttly, selfish ' geese I "I'm going to call for the Queen of Fairyland and ask her to have tome oi her subjects help me with tny work." "You must be dreaming, dear sister, cried her brother, "to think that the Queen of Fairyland will listen to the complaints of a poor woodman's aatigV ter who lives in the old tumbledown cottage." "Brother, I am going to call and see a if the lovely Queen will come, answer ed Ftoretto, "because one day after I had Worked very hard in the Woods, gathering fagots for anothtr to cook Vvith, t fell asleep, and when I awak ened I saw a number of sweet fairies, dancing is a ring around and around the loveliest Queen that ever ruled m beautiful Fairyland. I was so sur prised that I cried; "Oh, the darling!' knd 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 we should tanilh at once?' "But she answered, "This child who is standing hear us is well versed In fairy lore, t tan tell that by looking in her dear, truthful eyes. I have often watched her when she has been Working in these woods, and have al ways found her mind and heart filled with truth, honesty and love. So do not vanish ahd I will talk to her.' " f &4 ' -Jut jk f Down dcn$ the river's edge Right e i stone; There saw ft little elf All, oil done. She was iabblin' of her feet When I caught her; Dabblin' of her tiny feci In the water. Then she sfiei mi where I was. Splash f Gone teas she; Lillirs, water, rock and reeds, And ok, yes me. i. .-: p-Ji . I ' v 5 ' ! v 1 i i 1 ' r W W ww. .: . 4 V.-Ji-l-ie'.'J H'aow Aat fcmrf Aroif elr tkoH or Miller, tht movii star, and ha three issistants ivho recently arrived from Borneo. Borneo, by the by, would seem to be an appropriate place to bt 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?" tht Floretta told the Queen of her great wish to attend the village school. "But I can hot do s because there 's always so much work to be done," she explained. "My mother can not spare me, you sec, my brother is far too small ahd 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 sold My moth er washes our clothes 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 bn Floretta's sunny curls and said: "Dear child, yoa 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." The next ifiornirg Floretta said: "Mother, today I start fof the school. I promise you that I will do the gar den work and allow the geese to take their daily walk." Every afternoon at 4 "Clock the flowers and vegetables were attended by Floretta and assisted by the fairres and elves, the garden flourished as well and evell better than it had ever done. Ahd tile geese trudged over hills and 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 ra tigue. 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 Cottage of the poor woodsman that the child was able to accomplish so mucn, ahd great Were the praises given to her at the village School. The little brother was hot forgot ten either by the lovely Queen, for she and her fairies healed his many Ills and he, too, grew stout and strong. Floretta, after years of constant study, became an educated, gifted wom an, instead of an ignorant child. When she was grown she met a really Prnce one day in the woods near the fairy ring. And the next week he married her, and she became a lovely, beautiful Princess. Why Stories H VTIM was a famous Persian hero, and many and various were the .adventures in which he was en gaged, for he was very brave and nev er shrank from danger. One day, While journeying along, he came to a village in which all the peo ple were standing or walking about, wringing their hands and raising up 1 .-' 'it;- , ; ,r ' J' I- S 'iW i I i :.;-.J f ens " t r p . 1 V 1 . . t l s tfieir voices in loud and bitter bewail ings. "Why do you lament and weep so incessatntly?" asked Hatim. "Alas, O stranger!" was the reply, "cause indeed have wc to Weep and la ment." "And what may this cause be?" asked Hatim. "It is a terrible, a ferocious monster such as was never seen before," cried the weeping villagers, "and once in every week he comes and demands that someone of the village must be given to him for a' meal." "That is very bad, indeed," said Ha tim, "and when does he cbme next?" In four days from how, ahd wc can do nothing but mourn, lor this time the lot has fallen bn the best-loved son of our chief, and we grieve to tose him' was the repljn "But,' said Tatim, "that must never be allowed to go an. 1 must save tills youth Loud were the acclamations bf the people at this declaration of Hatim's, for they did not know that he was such a famous hero. "Oh, stranger, how will that be pos sible? You have never seen this demon monster, which W are sure ho human being tan overcome Hatim only smiled at their fears, but Inquired: "WTiat does the monster look likef can anyone describe it to me?" ''W'e can show you a picture of him, which was made by one of our younf men," they answered. "Let me see it theh," said Hatim. When the picture was shown to him he looked at it very attentively, ain! said: "I think I recognize this monster. It must be Haluka, a terrible demoty indeed, and against whom no Weapon known to man cart prevail!" "Alas!" cried the villagers on hear ing this; "then are we doomed indeed with art invulnerable fiend taking us away to devour." But Hatim did not join in the la mentations instead, he ordered the vil lagers to make him 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 designand spot and Hatim went forth to meet the ex pected monster. At the appointed time it came, and f right fill, indeed, was It t behold, with a great tnouth in the midst of an Im mense bladdcr-likt body Rapidly it advanced until it came di rectly in front of the great mirror, when ft suddenly stopped. Never had the monster seen any thing io dreadful looking as Its own reflection in the glass, and he gave a great roar bf anger and amazement. The very earth shook with the sound, and so ahgry and enraged was he that he actually swelled up wllh such wrath that his bladder-like body burst and he fell rlowr. lifeless beiore the wondering and rejoicing villager. And so Hatim destroyed this mon ster and freed the grateful people from their fearful tribute. Philadelphia Rec ord. i 1 0 . PttlUE. Littlfc Buddy's heart was sore, ' Ahd miny rears were shed "Because my hestcst shoes no more Will squeak today," lie said. 1 ' v' II' . .... mi I-, Mini mi Hmvm nmip nm " " "' ft i , , ,- -, t j,, mim, ma, r t Mil l'r" UmMm" ''f'' WITtff 'Ht MltHOOS There they saw two Robbers Bold sealed at a table. "Ltt't scare them of" said Cuthbcrt. 'You hop on my head, lie your hanecrchic arount my ntrk and watch them run." And they did. THE Lit E ftOAlTS ARK. THE LAKE'S EVES, My grandma's farm hat ducks and geese, And little lambs with snowy fleece; Pigs, cowl and horses, oxen, too; And squirrel and rabbits not a few. They have a cock that always crows At dawn. Who wakes him? Goodness knows I I failed so leave that task to you To get them marching tWo by two. A farm is better than a park, It is a living Noah's ark! a- WE'RE SURPRISED AT HER. Mollic got 1 cracker crumb, In the nail of her small thumb; , "OoT she cried, "it won't come out, Wonder what I was about; Maybe. It will swell up so That my thumb will bigger grow, And they'll cut it off and then It will never grow again." She cried and then ih some strange way The crumb -upon her apron lay. The lake is blind by day, It can not see The white clouds as they play Nor gracctul tree Reflected in its pool; But twilight cool Opens Its eyes. It sees afar With many k golden shining star. 0 MAKI50 MID PIES. Making mud pies in the sand, Rill and Betty, too, It is just the nicest tiling, That the children do. Thrrti if mother lets them, they Take their shoes off, and t)ig their toes away down deep In the nice cool sand. TOE BUTTERMILK UOTT. orandma churns butter fine as silk. And then pours but tht buttermilk, l.'util I saw this, I do tow, I thought it, too, came from a cowl Wit fV ' As&-y rov, u i f m i i Where do powder-puff thistles gtf With the yellow pollen soft and sweet, The prickle-proof pixiest Don't you They powder each other's backs and hnotvf feet. As night comes o, in the dark and Look in the grasses at end of day, gloom, And you'll catch them al their fixie Come and cut off 'each lavender bloom; , play. Dorothea Dcllett. STAND AND M YOU ft 1 Zf. IIS' . w - iM1 - I I T T- V I i r IK, . ' . ... ' ' ir 1 III IMC W.HZ.-JfccJI ru&urt I'n ncAT V5JS?2i vvipnwi. I ui omi rwaoljSrT VflfWC li tug ri CV l-s-f IV out o' ws vms sm I I 1 Xfi n m Movift op viorAtuFB. ah; ah! X