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little painted cups are all stood out in a row, then the good 

 fairy house-wife picks a bright new bugle from the trumpet 

 vine hanging over the door and calls her good-man to after- 

 noon tea. They invited me to try it, but the painted cups 

 were so small that I feared I should never know that I had 

 had anything, besides which, I might unconsciously use up 

 their whole supply of honey and cream. J I // 



Now tea is over and on we trudge, master in thought and 

 dbg in joy. Does your puppy make these sudden wild 

 dashes into the underbrush after nothing? Every dog seems 

 to but that is only human stupidity. In reality they go on 

 these inspiring side trips to speak with the little people who 

 /beckon them. I am beginning to learn and am gradually 

 classifying the fairies until now I can say with Scott : 



"If thou 'rt of air, let the grey mist fold thee; 

 If of earth, let the swart mire hold thee; 

 If a pixie, seek thy ring." 



ut while I am meditating, I am finally jogged and 

 jostled into the realisation that his dogship has something 

 more to record, and I am at last able to translate into manish 

 what appeared to be 



\ kL ^ THE puppy's approval 

 ' I say, master, cross your heart. 

 Don't you see how from the start 

 Every word I said was true 

 About the fairies; 'cause I knew 



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