FAIRY MARGARET AND THE GOOD GUMP

Press, Volume LXXIII, Issue 22195, 11 September 1937, Page 6 (Supplement)

FAIRY MARGARET AND THE GOOD GUMP

Once upon a time there was a little fairy whose name was Mary FackhaWk. She lived in a little cottage ,all by herself, so she thought she would marry a Good Gump. That afternoon someone came along, and said she couldn't have Mary Fackhawk for a name. She

i 'Then Mr Good Gump said: "Call yourself Fairy Margaret." The little fairy said: "I would ' very much like that name." Just at that moment there was a knock on the door. Mr Good Gump said: "1 beg your pardon,

Do yon know what a Gamp looks like? Leonle does. This picture shows a Bad Gump (there are Bad Gumps, as well as good ones), a Good Gump, and a fairy' The Bad Gump is the thin one at the end; the Good Gump is in the middle: and the fairy is the little one at the end. Leonie drew them herself, and she should know

went along to the very bestest Good Gump, and said: "Mr Good Gump, would you mind telling me a name, not Mary Fackhawk, because I'm not allowed that?" Mr Good Gump said: "How about calling yourself 'Mary, Mary,. Quite Contrary?'" " But she said: "I do not want that one because it is too like the last one with the Mary in it."

there is someone at my door. I'll have to go Wid see." And Margaret said: "I'll go home now." Then she came back and said: "May I marry you?" and Mr Good Gump said: "With pleasure." So they went to the church, and got preached, and married each other, and lived happily ever after. —LEONIE BARKER (aged 5), Woodend.

TIM My little brother's name is Tim, I am very fond of him. I never take him walking much, Because he simply loves to touch Every flower and tree he sees, And waves his hanky in the breeze. —ANNE COOPER (aged 8), Hanmer Springs. Jack: How did you got that bump oh your head? . Tom: Mama told me to play the piano and I fell off. —NOEL HERBERT, Kimberley.

' "• —' - ""'I We have some little white snowdrops, and some red flowering currants, and some little fluffy pussywillow buds are out, too. we have about 20 little lambs, with their mothers, and they run up and down the old straw stack.