East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, July 02, 1921, DAILY EDITION, Image 14

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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.
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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
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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.' "
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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.
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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
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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
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Littlfc Buddy's heart was sore, '
Ahd miny rears were shed
"Because my hestcst shoes no more
Will squeak today," lie said.
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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!
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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.
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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
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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.
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