Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1892-02-27

laughter ana SarcO appeared rd1ng a
broomstick.
"Ahap' she cried, "there you are, Fan
Ghetto. Now listen, my child. In the
depths of this forest live the King and
Queen of the Jam-diggers. This tribe of
fairies are SO fond of jam that they spend
all their time in hunting it and so have
gained their name. Years ago the King
and Queen ventured too near the outskirts
of the forest and their little daughter, the
Princess of Jam-Jam, was stolen by NOR
tails. Ever since they have been looking
for her. On all of their excursions and
inroads for jam, these fairies have been
instructed to find the Princess if possible
and bring her back to her kingdom.
Fanchette, you are that Princess and the
reason you have not been discovered is
that your former mistress was too mean
to make jam and so the Jam-Diggers
never visited the farm. Now, you must
seek these fairies. But before reach
ing them you will have to brave many
perils. Your second candle you must
light when you pass the Bottomless Cave.
The third you must keep to light just be-
fore you come to the Elves Ring, for the
elves are mischievous and will try to take
you prisoner. If your candles should die
before you pass these dangers, beat with
your staff three times Cd the trunk of the
nearest tree and I will come to your aid.
Do not summon me. though, unless it is
absolutely necessary, for am going on
ahead to prepare the Jam-Diggers for
your coming. Go straight ahead. Do
not stop an instant nor look to the right
nor the left. Rememberp' and with q
warning look Sarco mounted her broom
stick, sailed over the tops of the trees and
was soon lost to sight.
Poor Fanchette set out alone. She took
the narrow path through the dense forest.
It soon became quite dark and on all
sides rose strange sounds. Lovely music
resounded through the dim aisles of the
great wood, enticing her to pause and
listen. Beautiful lights shone now and
then through the trees and twinkling
forms shot across her path. Fanchette
was sorely tempted to stop, but remem-
bering Sarco's commands, she pressed on.
Suddenly she came to great rock, and
q door in the rock over which, in letters
of fire, cleaned the words 'sThe Bottom
less Cave
Fanchette hurriedly lighted her second
candle. There was great roar. The
rock parted and showed path leading
straight on as before. Radiant beings
hoated on either side and held out their
snowy futtering arms to beckon her aside
but Fanchette held to her course. The
second candle soon burned out and the
brave little girl was again in darkness.
And now ahead she saw clearing filled
with pale green light. Elves we're dis
porting in ring about huge tree. Fan.
Ghetto realized her danger and lighting
her third candle fastened on. When the
elves saw her coming, they bore down up
on her with wild shout. They tried to
blow ont her candle, to pinch and trip
her.. Some had long ropes of flowers
with which they tried to lassoo Fan
Ghetto. Indeed, they had succeeded in
winding it about her body and were
about to secure their pr1ze to tree when
in desperation, the child beat upon the
trunk with her staff.
Instantly there was wild confusion.
The elves stampeded, flying to the trees
and hiding in flowers. Sarco appeared
on her broomstick, anger flashing from
her eyes.
She released poor Fanchette from her
floral bonds and said:
aYour sufferings are low ended. You
have been a good and brave child. Get
on the broomstick behind me-"
Fanchette obeyed and Sarco shrieked:
"All aboard for the land of Jam!' and
away they sailed into the air.
Fanchette was fascinated by this mid
night ride over trees and among stars
The air was exhilarating, and they rush