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me a milliner's poem which she had clipped from the last 

 copy of the "Fairies Glass of Fashion." It ran something 

 like this: /^f / 



Petunias pink, petimias pied, 



With brims curled up 



Or brims spread wide; 

 Petunias yours, petunias mine 



With pointed peak 



Like the columbine. 

 Thus the milliner Nature 



For Fairies and Witches 



Makes up-to-date hats 

 Which she pins not nor stitches. 



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Meanwhile the men fairies were clump-clumping up the 

 mossy aisles in their Moccasins and seating themselves on 

 camp stools and toad stools facing the pulpit in which the 

 fairy minister, whom they very irreverently call '^Jack-in- 

 the- Pulpit" was presently to appear. When quiet at last 

 reigned Peter Pan who claims to be the fairies* orchestra, 

 started the prelude on his pipes accompanied by the wind 

 in the reeds down by the brook and by a band of cupids. 

 The fairy cupids are just like human cupids. They all are 

 little, — ahem, excuse me, — they all have little lyres, and so 

 they join in the music of the fairy choir. After they had 

 finished I suppose that by rights a fat and spectacled cater- 



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