CHICKADEES:

Evening Post, Volume CX, Issue 130, 29 November 1930, Page 20

CHICKADEES:

§ This week a gay day— a uggledy-laggledy rainy one, but still j | g a y_ Sd t up and said to me merrily: "A very good morning to \ ! you, Fairiel! Hunt for me next week . . . and next week . . . and = I next week . . . and then you'll find me waking you up on Christmas | \ morning! And, before I knew it, Thursday had gone . . . just = ! flown on wings with all the other days of the year . . . and Christ- | ! mas was just so many houis nearer. ' , . | I So nextVeek, Small Ones, when- you give your letters to the \ \ Pohtie 1 give him your scrapbooks, too, and the gifts you have been \ \ making for the little sick people in the white wards of the hospital, f \ Pin a nanie-card to >otir gifts, so that we'll know just where they I I came f1 om 0, and if you have Christmassy drawings, they must = I conic too, to he in time. . . .7 . i I, ?uch a lot for you to i cmember, Pixies mine, but I know you \ t won't forget. : i I I send )ou l^o liandluU of fairy . love, which is light, as air, \ \ and as lo\ely, to pack in i\ith your gifts. =