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AUTUMN RIDES

IT was a wild windy day, anil many of the elves, pixies, and fairies of the Bing were gathered in the depths of a forest. There was great exciteiaent, for Fairiel had said they should have a new game. "Where is Fairiel?" questioned Tigress. "Hero she is now!" shouted back Ken, as he dashed for Fairiel. After the greetings had subsided, Fairiel explained the new game. She told everyone to pick a yellow or red leaf, close their eyes, and count fifty backwards. Littlest couldn't do this. so Fairiel picked the only green leaf that could be seen and gave it to her. "O-o-o, look at me!" cried Littlest. "Look! I am smaller than the leaf," shouted Susie. "Voici!" cried L'Oiseleur. And by that time everyone had found they had grown very small. "Now," said Fairiel, "I thought it •was such a pity to let Master Wind play by himself, so I thought I would teach you riding on leaves. Climb into the trees as quickly as you can, find a leaf that will soon be falling, sit on it. and bo sure you hold tight, then just Trait for Master Wind to come and you

will go flying to the ground." "Come on," shouted Anonymous, running towards a giant oak tree. "Here I cornel" whistled Master Wind, and come ho did. What shouting and laughing of voices there was as pixies, elves, and fairies went gliding through the air. "Look out!" shouted Odtaa to Lydia. There'll bo a collision soon!" "Mind, I'm coming!" cried Bold Sir Brian as he went whirling and twisting towards The Imp. For a good hour everyone shouted and laughed until suddenly— "Phe-eep, phe-s-oep!" shrieked Fairiel 's whistle. "Well, I think you've enjoyed yourself long enough now, so pick another leaf and county fifty the right way.'| Soon everyone had resumed their natural size, and began asking when they could come again. "When Master Wind is bright and gay again," answered Fairiel. "At present he is feeling rather puffed out;" "Three cheers for Master Wind!" shouted Kom-de-plumo, and the old forest rang with their cheers. "XT.C." (14). City. ■ '■

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Evening Post, Volume CXI, Issue 132, 6 June 1931, Page 18

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AUTUMN RIDES Evening Post, Volume CXI, Issue 132, 6 June 1931, Page 18

AUTUMN RIDES Evening Post, Volume CXI, Issue 132, 6 June 1931, Page 18