PIXIE BOY'S CHRISTMAS.

Auckland Star, Volume LXIII, Issue 58, 9 March 1932, Page 14

PIXIE BOY'S CHRISTMAS.

"Why am 'T eo happy to-day?" wondered Pixio Boy. Suddenly ho said: "I know what it. is. How silly of me! It's Christmas Eve! Fancy my not remembering , !" He flew hack home. Why, yes, he must look over his presents before he gave them away. Here waa a necklace of dewdrops for Fairy Pearlikin; a buttercup and saucer for Greenleaf; a daisy sunshade for Fairy Thistlebrow; a pansy cushion for Silver Cap; a crown of violets for Amber Dew; and a beautiful frock of moonbeams and rose-petals for little Fairy Pansia.

He looked over the other presents —a thistledown clock for Pinkibell; a peach blossoni tablecloth for Fairy Dawn Eose; a pretty woven green basket of fairy cakes, and many more presents.

During the night he flew round to the fairies' homes and left his presents at the various houses. All tho fairies did this at Christmas. Then. Pixie Boy flew back to his own rose-petalled home, and so tired was he that he s-lept soundly till morning.

Hβ woke when tho sun was streaming through tho rose-petalled walls, sending a soft pink glow over everything. He jumped out of bed. "Ohl" cried Pixio Boy. "Oh!"

For, piled beside his bed and on his bed and round his bed were presents, and presents, and presents! Some were wrapped in leaves or flowers, and tied with grass; others were not wrapped up at all. "Oh!" said Pixie Boy again. He opened the parcels. There were beautiful autumn leaf curtains from Pinkibell; a daffodil pillow filled with thistledown from Amber Dew; a set of fairy goblets from Peiurlikin; two flower vases from Fairy Roseleaf; a box of paints filled with different coloured pollens, and with a flower pistil for a paint brush, from Silver Cap; a flower tea-set from Dawn Rose; a painted tray from Starlight; a box of beautiful little fairy trains from Pinky .Pops ("Hurrah!" cried Pixie Boy); and a fairy gramophone made from a convolvulus ("Hurrah!" said Pixie Boy again) from Fairy Pansia.

"Oh!" cried Pixie Boy, "how did they know that these are just what I want to furnish my house and play with, too? I've even got a gramophone now! Oh, cheers! I must go and thank them." He found on his way that he, too was being thanked a great deal, so that it was late before he got to Fairy Pansia's home. "I do hope she liked the dress," he murmured; "she gets so many presents." "Oh, Pixie Boy!" cried Paneia when she saw him, "thank you so much for this beautiful dress. How could you have guessed that this is just the dress I have been longing for to go to the Christmas party to-night? Thank you ever so much."

"Thank you, too," said Pixie Boy gaily. "A gramophone is just the thing I've been longing for for my wee , house, and the one you have given me is just splendid."

MEET ME. The following wae the effort of an eight-year-old girl in Standard 11. at a local school. One might call it a letter of introduction: —

My name is I have black hair and black eyebrows. Sometimes I wear a red dress and sometimes a green one. My eyes are hazly green colour. I like chocolates best in the way of lollies. My mother and I live in Oxton Eoad, Sandringham. I have a little snub nose and very talkative tongue. Drawing is very nice, for it is pice and quiet. I am not so thin and not ever so fat, I am a medium size.