The Magic Egg

Dominion, Volume 28, Issue 174, 20 April 1935, Page 25

The Magic Egg

Poor little Betty Simon looked with eager eyes in the window of a large sweet shop, which was gaily decorated with Easter eggs. “Oh, if I could only have one,” she sighed; but it wasn’t very likely, as she was the small daughter of a widow who was very poor, and often Betty had to do odd jobs, when her mother was ill, to earn their daily bread.

That night when Betty went to bed she took an ordinary hen’s egg and painted it with coloured clay, then fell to sleep with the egg right on the very edge of her bed. “Crash!” Betty woke up with a start to find it broad daylight; the light was streaming in the window and she remembered it was her birthday—she was seven years old. Then something golden caught her eye—she stood like a statue for at least ten seconds, then with eager hands she picked up the golden egg and ran to her mother, who at once went and sold it. It was worth a great deal of money, enough to make little Betty Simon and her mother,rich. You see. "Betty was almost a little fairy girl, but by some mistake she was made a human. All the same, when she was seven something lucky was sure to happen to her —and it did. —By Douglas Smith. Mangamaire.