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created it and surely invests it with most engag- 

 ing charms. It matters not, they have a world 

 and live in it and serve with delight, and so 

 have won a place in child-literature and in 

 child-love. 



Suddenly other fairies come and beckon to 

 their fellows and away they speed, chanting 

 some amorous song which I could not catch, 

 over beyond the orchard toward the forest's 

 edge bound on some errand of good will to 

 those sorely needing them. Our hearts are full 

 and we slowly move along the gravelled walk, 

 enter our room and with hushed and happy 

 spirits are soon away in dreamland where the 

 unreal seems real and the fancies are heaven- 

 hued and the unconscious smile plays and lin- 

 gers and sweetens. Treasured are the memo- 

 ries of that arbor evening, its bewitching moon- 

 light, its fascinating fairies, and the unfading 

 lessons of quiet and peace it all gave us ! 



