"JACK FROST"
Someone has been in the garden, Nipping the flowers so fair; All tho green leaves are withered, Now who do you think has been there! « Someone has been at tho windows Marking on overy pane; Who maJo those glittering pictures Of lace-work, fir trees, and grain? Someone is all the time working Ont on the pond so bine, Bridging It over with crystals— Who is it now? dan jwu tell who!
j|hing,,her.^,is beautiful. But my faraway "Nofti land is beautiful. 1 hay« seen.moonbeams on an icebound lake, cold p.urple Rights and calm white daj«. Those, things ar© beautiful." , :"Yes,'/, argued tlio Queen "But have you hoard beautiful music? Theioaro no song birds in your KingJom." ,'"I; count vno music grander than tho song of my winds," said Wmteu "Npthing ;swceter tban^thc clioius of whispering'trees Even the'clamour of surging walci s is mmic in m> cars " ..-•■ While he was speaking, Winter's fpllowers wore tearing down tho tapetry, crushing tho delicate flowers. Quccu Autumn "departed borrowfully with he* • attendants.. '"i^Now,'/ said Winter, g<nung around him. "We'll make a change here." t '"V x And what a change Jt wfts. t.v'Walla'of hanging icicles, floors of ice, brystal clear tiny windows with strange, icyypatterns, snowy pillars, and gleaming fountains, made a dazzling ntw scene.'A'soft purple light suffusing all completed the transformation. Then. .King' Winter held his carnival, and ( tha( merrymaking spread all over the king- ' dorm ; "The winds danced 'among tlie treea^inJu^ing the sombre forest with. i^'e'carnival spuit, the snow m»idon» coated-earth and trees with drapings iiiiide*;4Djr; flery looms, and jack Frost Laiad his; merry band left mystic trac» ings'on'^ every pool. r'SEarly risers among the mortals awok» to-~a" white world. ' "M'Hufrah!''' they shouted. '*Here'» Winter at .last'" '■ '■'>■' ■■■ -'r<\ v ''HUIA FEATHEE '' ■
she was told to do. "Now, I mil t«B pou whore I am taking you. Have yon ever heard of Dream-land, Be^tyl'* "Yes Fairy Apple-Blossom." "Well* close your eyes and count three.'* Betty did so, Snd felt herself 'sail* ing in the air with the fairy. Then they dropped down again, and" »h« felt sqme watei trickling on her. Shs thought it was raining. Then she wake up to find it vras her brotheij squeezing the sponge and letting ths water drop' on her. She looked round tj sqo if the window was open, but it was not. So she found out -that the had only dreamed. - . ' - "WIDEAWAKE." Wellington. < '
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Evening Post, Volume CX, Issue 17, 19 July 1930, Page 20
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