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pillar should have taken a few puffs on a hookah and then 

 given sage advice for awhile, but I did not see Alice anywhere 

 about so perhaps the caterpillar missed her too. Anyway, I' 

 should never be like Alice, for perhaps you remember that 

 "the caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some 

 time in silence" and that I am sure I never could do. My 

 currant bushes would resent it,i;^y^^ 



When Peter Pan and the reeds and cupids had finished 

 their prelude, the Reverend John rose in his leafy bower to 

 deliver the regular moral pabulum. The sermon was about 

 fairy honour and the pastor assured his audience that it was 

 just as wicked for a fairy to work off a lot of False Solomon's 

 Seal on an unsuspecting botanist instead of real Solomon's 

 Seal as it was to poison the fairy wells or move your neigh- 

 bour's landmark. Reverend John pounded his natural 

 green and red pulpit and wakened the echoes from his 

 beautifully striped sounding board for some time and then 

 a collection of fairy money was taken up by the beadle for the 

 support of the home where they confine fairies whose nervous 

 condition is too much on edge. This they call the "Home for 

 the Edge-ed and Indignant Fairies." Puppy tells me that 

 it is a most worthy charity. You see, Marcus Aurelius says 

 that "Nature never does any mischief, " but the puppy, who 

 himself is something of a philosopher and is far and away 

 the better authority on fairies, disagrees with Marcus, 

 holding that an edged or indignant fairy is a public menace 

 and is just naturally full of mischief. ; >xy' 



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