Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1873-05-15

And what did 1 see? A wee girl-face, bright,
and eager, and fair,
With her mothers lips and lustrous eyes, and
ripple Of golden hair,
And darling rogue of a baby-boy with merry
black eyes; and, ah,
They both were pleading with lips and eyes for
"A story, story, papan'
''What sort of a story my dears?" l said "a
fairy story, eh?
Well come, as you've been good children, /
hear, must humor you to-day:
Once on time, in a beautiful wood, there lived
fairy, you know;
| couldn't tell you the year, of course but It's
ever so long ago;
And all the people they loved her so, this fairy
in the wood,
For she never was cross and proud, my dears,
but kind, and gentle, and good;
And she always was happiest when she'd made
some neighbor happy and bright
Unlike some little children | know, who tease,
and quarrel, and fight!
Not you, my dear? Why, of course not, child
Did you fancy l should suppose
That Edie and Sid would ever do such naugh-
ty things as those?
lis only bad little boys and girls that plague,
and quarrel, and shout;
But now for this beautiful fairy, dears, l was
telling you about.
What was she like? Why, Edie, child, what a
little plague you are.
Wen, fancy-I only fancy, you now-she
was something like mamma;
Shed nice brown eyes, and-let me think-yes
beautiful golden hair;
And her face was quite treat to see it looked
so pleasant and fair
Now in this wood hermit dwelt, in cottage
lone and poor;
tie was blind like poor papa, my dears, and his
heart was heavy and sore,
Till the fairy found him out one day, as he sat
in his lonely cot.
And thought, Poor man, must do my best to
brighten and cheer his loti'
SO she'd come and chat, and tell him the news,
till he grew quite merry and bright,
And she gave him all that she could-food,
gold, and everything but sight;
And she brought little children to play with
him-such nice little children, miss
And he'd hear their prattle and tell them tales,
and pull their ears-like this.
Well, the fairy had a brother, my dears, who
was quite giant its said,
And could do, 0 my, such wonderful things
when he took it into his head;
And when his fairy sister was out on an errand
of good one day,
He went alone to the blind mans hut, and
gently lead him away.
He led him away to secret cave, where
mighty genii dwells,
And with curious bottles, and drugs, and
books, works wonderful cures and
spells;
And he toueh'd the man with hi. magic wand
on his poor, dark, sightless eyes,
And he saw-oh, the jOy,-he saw again the
beautiful fields and skies,
He was cured, my dears-hc was blind no
more; and he thought, with a happy
smile,
II won't let her know ii all at once, but keep
it secret a while"
For the dearest thought of his heart was this,
Il How glad the fairy Will be,
And what fun l shall have with the children
now when they come to play with me-"
Well, he found the fairy waiting at home, and
she started up from her chair
With her face all fush'd and eager-like, as
mammals is over there;
And she press'd her hands, as mamma does
now to her throbbing brow, just here
Why, Bessie, my darling, what is it now: how
you frighten fellow, dear"'
For, ah, she had read my story right, and was
sobbng on my breast,
With her arms about the children and me, my
fairy bonnie and blest;
And | clasped her to my heart of hearts, while
nv brimming eyes oerran-
The truest helpmeet, the sweetest wife God
ever gave to man.
I told her all as she lay on my breast, hand low
ingly clasp'd in hand,
And then the dear children had TO be kiss'd,
and made to understand;
And had to tell who Edie was like, with her
mothers ewes, dear heart,
And whether little Syddie was not my very
counterpart,