The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1883-10-11
THE FAIRY SISTER.

Sallie stood in the middle of the floor
with three little discontinued wrinkles
in the middle of her forehead.
Il wish / was a fairy god-mother!"
she said, listlessly, picking up one of
Baby Harris little dresses and drop
ping it again in another wrong place
for mother to hunt after.
"What for?" asked Aunt Helen,
laughing to think of fourteen-year-old
Sallie being fairy god-mother.
''Oh, why, lots of things! Just now
I'd wave my wand and this room
would be swept and busted, and Baby
Harris would stop his screeching, and
the boys would find something else to
do besides plaguing him, and I'd have q
little peace of my life.' y
'sWhy don't you try being a fairy sis
ter?" said Aunt Helen, smiling.
.tWhat would l do?n cried Sally,
eagerly. The idea struck her fancy.
Everything Her Royal Laziness
wants fairy god-mother to dor
laughed Aunt Helen.
Sallie laughed, too, with a little
blush. She wasn't too stupid to take a
broad hint like that. She tucked on
her little blue lace-trimmed sweeping
cap, and soon appeared with the broom
for her wand. After some vigorous
fiourishes the floor was clean as new
pin, and Aunt Helen was sneezing with
the dust.
Next, Sallie exchanged the broom for
another magic wand called the buster,
and presto!-all the dust had vanished,
! the mantel ornaments were speckless,
the books stood in orderly rows, the
window shades were snapped up to just
the right height, and the sunlight, look
ing in with an approving smile, came and
stretched itself contentedly on the rug
like a great yellow lap-dog. Aunt
Helen looked up and gave her funny
| little nod which meant 80 far, so
! goodr' and Sallie took broom and dust
| pan into the kitchen, to look for further
| iabors. You never heard such hub
| bub as there was out there. Not unless
you have three boys and two babies in
your family.
''Pity sakes!'' cried Sallie, trying to
put her fingers in her ears, and so drop
ping the broom and splitting the dust
pan. In the minute that it took to
pick it up she thought of her new char
acter.
"Billy's ben an gone an tummled
wight in the f ow bal, head first!' said
little Paul, solemnly, STOPPING over to
look in her face as he bent over the dust
pan. ''Spoilted all the fow to make
hikkits wivn'
"Ain'tr' spluttered Billy, in hollow
voice from the bottom of the barrel.
"Ain't! Hear him, Sallie!" cried
Johnny, doubling up with laughter at
Billy's antics in trying to get out.
sP'raps 'tisn't Billy's legs sticking out;
oh, no! P'raps it's some other boy S
legs; oh, yes! Long may they waver'
Sallie couldn't help laughing, but she
went into the pantry and gave the emp
ty -four barrel little tip that sent Billy
out squirming on the floor.
WANTED to make some paste, that's
ALL" explained Billy, sheepishly.
Lets mix him up in some cold water,
them said teasing Johnny, Ppm sure
there's plenty of flour in his hair
mo such thing" said Sallie. laugh
ing. "Let me brush you, Billy, and
then I'll scrape some flour off the boards
for your paste. Didn't do any hurt to
the 'bikkits, Puss-cat, cause there
wasn't any there
She comforted him so well that he
was soon able to be around and tending
to his usual occupation that of bother
ing the babies.
s'Boyst' cried Sallie, suddenly
"'sposin' there was fairy should
come right in and say she'd do any
identical thing you wanted her to-
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''Cut tags for my kite,n said Billy
promptly.
MAKE some 'lasses candy" lfron
Johnny.
''Put the pockets in my t'owsers SC
the marbuls will stay" pleaded Paul.
The twins placidly sucked theil
thumbs, for wonder, as if trying tx
decide what they did want.
s''Twould need three or four fairies
to go around" said Sallie. I'm do ont
of the things
my kite!' cried Billy.
'sCandyr' shouted Johnny.
Pockets" piped Paul.
''Draw lots" said Sall1e. The trow
sers were in luck. Sallie went an(
begged Aunt Helen for ''sheet iron Il
make pockets out Of and sat dow
on the bottom stair to work whil
Paul clustered around her" as Johnn,
said.
II could show you about the kit
while I'm basting," said this very oblig
ing fairy sister.
s'And couldn't you, 'spose, tell M
how to do the candy?" put in Johnny.
IF mammals willing, l guess SO,
said Sallie. Mammals taking nap
Ask Aunt Helen"
Auntie said: "Yes, indeed!' s,
Johnny went to work. He obeyet
orders like soldier, and Just as tn
candy was going to burn, the pocket
were done, and Sallie could hopup ant
''tend to things
what has my little girl been dom,
to keep the babies so still the Who'll