The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1908-11-10
WHEN ToDDLEs WAS A FAIRY.

it was the first of October. Every
where the leaves were turning red
and yellow and brown, painting the
landscape to look just like great
autumn picture in the parlor Of Tod
dies and Tottie's home
Who'll be fairy this timer" asked
Tottie, gay in the happy anticipation
of playing a game dear to her and
her brother. who'll be fairy,
bruver?"
"I'll be fairy, Tottie, for the las
time we played you was fairy, an
you got upon the carriage shed for
the clouds. I'll climb up the elm
tree what has all the limbs a-growing
out of its sides. It's so easy to
climb"
"All right" agreed Tottie. And
away the two ran into the big fenced
back yard, where there were great
many splendid trees of spreading
limbs, just the sort of place for the
game of fairy"
Now, I'll lie down on this bed of
leaves" said Tottie, dropping on the
ground, whichswas strewn with leaves
of brilliant colors that had fallen
from the trees. San I'll play I'm a
poor lady what is very, very sick, an
lying in howell. An I'll play my lit
tie boy and girl have goned to their
grandmother's for some bread to keep
me from starving, an that a great
wolf meets them on the road an is
about to eat 'em up when you-who's
the fairy-comes flying from the
clouds an tells me of my little chill
dern's danger. You touch me with a
wand and it makes me well, an
jump up an get into chariot what
you've brought wifi you, an away we
fly like the win and save my chill
dern.n
"Oh, yes, that'll be lots of fun!"
declared Toddles. Then he climbed
into the tree that Tottie had lain
dawn under, the elm tree with the
many low-growing branches. Once
perched on spreading limb--about
six feet from the ground--Toddles
said: "I'm all ready now, Tottie.
Les begin"
Well, I'll play I'm calling to my
little boy an girl. Come, Ethel Grace
an Harry James, mamma wants a
drink of water! Oh, what?-are my
dear children goned? oh, what will
do?-Pm so very. very ill" And
Tottie stretched herself and moaned
as If lying on bed of sickness. "Oh,
my chil-dern! What will become of
them? S'pose a wolf should catch
them and eat them up? Oh, what can
| do to save them!"
Again Tottie groaned aloud and
turned on her bed of leaves.
Nov play heard you and am
coming" called Toddles from above.
"All right" said Tottie, in a very
healthy voice.
All, good woman, here am T."
called Toddles, in a high falsetto
voice. II can save thou and you little
children. They are now being fol-
lowed by great wolf what means to
ie-vour them, clothes and all, even to
their hair"
"Oh, oh, Oh, good fairy, save my
little chil-dern!" walled Tottie in a
very weak voice
"Oh, you oughn't to have called me
fairy yet, for you aren't s'posed to
know who an till tell you," cried
Toddles impatiently. snow, play at
you don't know who am. Just play
at you call out and ask me-
sob, all right, 5ruver, said Tottie.
Then she assumed her weak voice
again: "Oh, kind person, who are
your"
"I'm fairy from the Clouds" ex-
planned Toddles in the high falsetto
voice. "And if thou will go with me
we can overtake your little children
before the wolf gets them"
"But / am so i'll that can't rise
from my bed of rags" said Tottie,
writhing as if in pain.
"Ah, I'll make you WELL" said
Toddles, pulling little sprig from
the tree bough to use as wand. sri
wave my wand over you and make
you strong again. Here! One, two,
three!' And Toddles waved the little
branch above Totties head. But in
his eagnerness to wave it weIl-as he
thought real fairy would do were
she waving wand-the little fellow
leant too far out from the bough sup
porting him and lost his balance.
Down he fell with a bump on the
ground below that made him give
forth shrek like Comanche In
dian.
Tottie. hearing the noise of his fall
ing, leaped up in time to save her
self from being in the way of his
fall, and stood laughing at the poor
fairy whose wings had failed in their
duty.
"Oh, you looked so funny, bruver!"
said Tottie, between laughs.
well, you needn't giggle over it. ;"
said Toddles,, sitting up and rubbing
his bruised head at didn't feel good
to fall like that. If the limbs hadn't
a-caught me as came down / might
ave broke my arm or maybe my leg
or something. But if you're going to
giggle | won't play any more. I'll let
the wolf eat up your little children,
SO / will. And Toddles got up in a
very indignant frame Of mind and
shook the dry leaves and dust from
his head and clothes.
"Oh, I'll not giggle any more, .
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