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Elves, do yoa know the wee song that sings'! "Ana everylitle wave had its nightcap on, Nightcap, whitecap, nightcap on ... *'! Because,-if you do, and you change your picture of the sea to a picture of the mountain-tops, then you'll know what I saw last Monday morning. The Bimutaka hills are not usually high enough to stop snow-clouds, but on this day the 'brown Toad was a soft white ribbon, and every twig and every leaf was wearing its cap of snow. At the side of the road the drift had piled up until you could plunge your hands deep into it and make wonderful, wonderful Buowballs! Our car had ice all over its windscreens,' and a white hood instead of a brown one. And the little huts on top of the hill looked as if they had been iced, like Hansel and Qrettel's. . (The man who lived there was shovelling the snow from the door when we arrived.) Where the brown hill fell away too steeply for-the snow to settle, it looked exactly like an Eskimo pie with a bite'out of it!/' Truly the.snowfairies wore, busy creatures that' morning. '■■ ' ... ■ ■ ■.■" , .'•■ : "','■■ '■'■•'. , '"...;.,';;■. .■■-;..,,/. fairiel. .
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Evening Post, Volume CX, Issue 29, 2 August 1930, Page 20
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192OPEN EYES Evening Post, Volume CX, Issue 29, 2 August 1930, Page 20
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