Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1900-12-20


which cleaned a large opal who
are you?" questioned Dorothy, recov-
ering herself, and the other smiled
brightly.
81 am only Phasma," she replied.
''and | waited for you"
ct was very kind of you, dear Phas-
ma, said Dorothy; lis there anybody
else up here?"
Look"
Dorothy turned and saw across the
cave three more agures, fantastic and
beautiful
These are spirits who control some
of the wonders of the earth" said
Phasma. See, on the right stands
Fairy Cycle. All the world is excited
about her She is continually putting
new ideas into peoples brains, and
! if she does not stop soon do not
know where it will end. Then there
on the left is Fairy Motor. She has
created a great stir, too. but nothing
! like that of her sister. Between YOU
and me. I consider she Is rather
failure. However she looks extreme
/ ly thoughtful, and must be determin-
ing upon something new. You can
! guess, of course. that the centre form
/ is Fairy Electric, See the star upon
her brow, 1t would take too long 80
tell you all that she has done. but
wonderful as she has been, she has
not ended yet. All, Fairy Steam now
/ approaches; She as you must know,
/ is not so young as the others"
! Dorothy thought her goddess-like,
as she gazed into those large serious
eyes, and upon that noble brow
banded with heavy gold. It was al.
most impossible to see the face OF
| Fairy Electric beneath that blazing
! star though nothing could outshine
| the brilliancy of her eyes, which were
| gazing straight out before her. a world
| of wonderful possibilities in their
! depths But now fresh troops of
/ fairies danced into the cave-faries
of all descriptions, styles and ages
/ and they frisked round in a fantastic
4 fairy dance. their robes of samite and
! gossamer floating and curling about
| their graceful forms, making strange
/ shapes and shadows in the rosy light.
/ Dorothy clapped her hands with de.
light, and a great longing to join in
/ the frantic dance; but Phasma laid
/ light finger upon her arm. to turn her
/ attention elsewhere
See" she said. "Yonder comes
/ Fairy Camera, who has lately become
4 very grand indeed, Had she practiced
/ her cunning a century or two back. |
/ don't know how many mortals would
( have been burnt as wizards. Fairy
I Phonograph is close behind the same
( applies to her expect they will
soon both be leaving us for one of the
! planets. That is Fairy Torpedo. She
( looks very angry. but that is because
her sister is so close behind her
4 They are very bad friends. Fairy
/ Torpedo will never forgive her for
I showing a mortal how to make a
/ torpedo-boat destroyer, But who is
this? See, morta! child, and think
\ upon what YOU have this day seen.
/ Yonder approaches one who is not one
/ of us 1t is the Spirit of the North
/ Pole"
/ Dorothy looked, and saw a form of
dazzling Wilderness in robes OF white
/ starred with glittering icicles and
4 jewels of the unknown Around her
( brow there glowed an aureole OF pur.
pie yellow and red--a wonder of
/ color. now soft. now brilliant, now al
most lost, as though famed by a sud
+ den breeze and returning again
wholly purple, to dissolve gently into
/ amber and rose, ever shifting in
wondrous fantasy. The face beneath
was cold and proud, with slumbrous
| blue eyes that looked out straight
/ with cruel calm
Many are those who have sought
me- but none have found me yet" she
said, and waved one snowy arm
4 around. They lie about my footstool.
! ever appealing to me with their frozen
! eyes. | see them, though they lie un.
! der the snow, the heroes who came but
/ found me not None shall come unto
/ me but one-the one who shall dare.
/ who has dared, yet know not that
/ Ahai hfh nm libW LUe graves about
my feet. Is there no one to tell him
! the secret? Have | come from the
/ Pole in vain?"
She turned, and throwing around her
| the long folds Of her elttering mantle.
swept into the shadows, and was seen
no more.
She has returned to the North"
murmured a tall fairy. as she passed
noiselessly through the cave; and Dor
othy, looking at her, saw that her face
though sweet, was very sad--so sad
Indeed, that she longed to reach up 10
the lovely pale face and kiss It.
4 She Las killed many Of her lovers"
whispered Phasma "She has one great
wonderful idea, AMI somebody In the
world can understand her. Those who
sometimes think they do. are sure TO
discover, sooner or later, that they do
not and then those whose minds are
weakest 60 mad. or kin themselves
with despair and fl rn1kps hcr Sad -