“THE FAIRY DOLL”

Dominion, Volume 22, Issue 72, 18 December 1928, Page 39 (Supplement)

“THE FAIRY DOLL”

A talc telling hozv she zvent to the home she zvanted. It was Christmas Eve. The toy-shop window was brightly lighted, and it was decorated with holly and mistletoe and paper roses. There were lots of toys in the window, but it was the fairy doll in the centre who looked most lovely. She was dressed all in white, and silver, with a crown of sparkly diamonds on her golden hair, and a silver wand in her hand. Little Mary King just gazed openmouthed at her. She forgot that she was tired and cold, and poor, and that her boots were letting in water! “Oh!” she gasped. “Isn’t she beautiful?” But as she looked, a hand appeared in the window aid whisked the fairy doll out of sight. The lovely thing was carried to the counter, where a , little girl in a silk bat and a fur coat was waiting to look at her. The moment the fairy doll saw the little girl, she made up her mind that she would never live with her. "I’il be so miserable there,” she said to her self. “She has too many toys already, and I should be forgotten in no time! If I go anywhere this Christmas it will be to live with Mary King! She’d love me for always!” The little girl in the fur coat looked at the Fairy. Doll. “She’s not bad, Nannie,” she said at

last. “But I don’t know if I really want her now. So the Fairy Doll was put back in the window; but when all the lights were out and everything in the shop was quiet, she crept out into the moonlit street. Then she listened for the jingling of Father Christmas’ silver sleigh bells. When he saw her standing there In the snowy street, he pulled up his reindeer. And the Fairy Doll told him all about little Mary King and the girl in the fur coat. “Please, Daddy Christmas,” she said pleadingly, “take me to Mary’s house.” So Father Christinas tucked the Fairy Doll in the sleigh beside him, and soon after, speeding over the house-tops, they arrived at Mary’s home. And next morning when Mary awoke she found the doll there, and they have been the best of chums ever since. After Christmas the little girl in the fur coat decided she wanted the Fairy Doll, but the puzzled shop assistant could not find her. And only kind old Daddy Christmas could have told them where she was. But he never, never tells a secret! On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day, My stocking’s packed so tight, My nursery looks so bright and gay When nursle lights the light. There’s money in the pudding, and The turkey large and brown, A sugar cake with a tinsel band, The largest in the town. But I love best, on Christmas DayOh, how I love to see 1 The nobbly and exciting way My stocking waits for met