The Intermountain Catholic. (Salt Lake City [Utah] ;) 1899-1920, 1904-05-07
HOW MARJORIE FouND FA1RYI AVID

HOW MARJORIE FOUND FAIRYI AND.
s 81 know. It's just stories, said Marjorie TO her
self firmly, she closed her book, "but l wish
things like that did happen / wish funny fairy
godmother would take meaaway to a beautiful pal
ace, or a mysterious white bird would lly before
me to an enchanted forest, or something"
Marjorie had been reading in the meadow and
leaning back against the oak tree to think about it..
Just then the saucy east wind snatched up her hat
and sent it careening through the air ut a great
rate. AT first she did not move, but as the nat
sailed on and on a sudden hope took possession
of her. Suppose the wind was CARRYING hei hat TO
fairyland? In that case, all that was necessary
was to follow it.
1t really did seem as if the hat was bewitchetl
1t would settle to the ground AID lie until MIR
Jorie almost reached it and then it was up and
away again. Across the field across the road, and
down the lane it went, and at last it wliske,l sud
denly over the high fence that shut in the little
cottage that she had often seen. With beating
heart, she climbed up and looked over. Tliers was
no one in sight but little lame girl sitting in her
chair under the big elm tree.
please" said Marjorie, may | come aud get
my hat~
"oh, yes" said the lame girl smiling brightly
Il would get it for YOU if I could.''
But Marjorie did not see the bright smile or
the wistful. look that followed her. She got her
hat quickly and went out She felt cross and dis
appointed because no adventure had been found by
following the runaway hat She went straight home
and told her mother about it.
'0f course / didn't expect to get to fairyland,"
Marjorie concluded; "but thought that something
might happen besides just common, everyday
things"
Still, you might have gotten to faNyland # you
had known how said Marjorie's mother, "and, bet
ter yet, you might have taken someone with YOU
what do you mean p cried Marjorie.
"That little lame girl--her name is Iatirn Ram
dall-she has just moved here, replied ATafjories
mother. ''She doesn't know anyone; her parents
are poor, and she has few, books and games. IL
girl Of her own age would visit her, think how per-
feetlv happy she might be made by a little atten-
tion and sharing of treasures"
Il see mamma," said Marjorie; and half an
hour later she was ready to start visit to
Laura. Now, Marjorie never did things be- halves,
and she had her brothers little wagon piled full
of things out Of which to construct her fairyland.
She went down the lane to the cottage, looked
the fence again and said May como in, please
Again the little girl smiled and Marjorie drew
her little wagon in through the gate
"I've come to stay with you this afternoon, il
NAV" said Marjorie eve will read my story books
and have some fun and after a wIlileewe viii have
a little picnic. My brother Harold is coming 10
help us eat He's good at eating up everything
that's left; and, besides, he's jolly boy-jusf as
much fun as girl
With this introduction Marjorie began unpaek
ing her wares fe
We'll play I'm a peddler and you're lady"
Marjorie said Please, madam mas, | come in and
show you my goods"
Eyes. said Laura, eff you're nice, polite ped
der and take off your hat and scrape your shoes
at the door"
Laura bought all the books at fabulous prices,
and seemed so eager to read them that Marjorie
declared that she would leave them there until
every one had been read through, Then they made
coniica scrapbook. cutting out all the pictures of
people and animals and fitting new heads and bod
HI o<l,,o1 i
Harold was on hand to take his share in the
picnc and as the sun was setting he and Marjorie
said sGood+bv" with many promises to come again.
q had beautiful time today said Marjorie |
to her mother after returning home.
yes" said her mother, the way to fairyand
is very easy You Just enter the little gate of kind
ness and go straight on" -Zca Margaret Waters
in Sunday School Times.