THE EASTER EGG

Evening Post, Volume CXIII, Issue 72, 26 March 1932, Page 16

THE EASTER EGG

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£<(//'"\H, mummy," cried Marjorie, \J "What do you think? Ethel is giving a party for Easter, and she has invited me. It is on Saturday, and we're to come dressed in any sort of thing to describe Easter." Marjorie gasped it all out in one breath.

Marjorie lived in a little cottage in a village where a lot of children attended the same school. Then* was one child called Ethel who was richer than most of them, and she gave a party at each holiday.

"Yes, dear, but I can't afford a frock for you."

Marjories face fell, and her smiles disappeared. "Oh, mum," she cried. "I'm very sorry, dear, but ask daddy.'*

In the afternoon Marjorie ran errands for many people. . She earned a shilling, so mother gave her a penny to spend. She ran very quickly to the village sweet shop. There were so many things to choose, from that she didn't know which to take.

At last Marjorie took a little Easter egg which had a dear little fluffy chick on it.

"How lovely," said mother when she saw it. Marjorie put it on the mantelpiece, for it was the only ornament she had.

That night, after Marjorio had gone to bed, a knock at the door caused her to look out of the window, as her room overlooked the front door. Outside there stood a man, richly dressed, and carrying two big suitcases. "Hullo, Bob," Marjorie heard her mother say, and when she leaned farther out she saw ier mother kiss him.

Soon footsteps could be heard com* ing up the stairs. Marjories door wa* flung open, and mother and the gentle* man entered. "This is your TTncle Bob, who many years ago ran away-to Australia^" said mother happily, and Marjorie kissed her new uncle and sooa fell asleep. ' ' ','

In the morning pother seemed much happier. Marjorie went up to the Easter egg and said, "Please, Eggie, I wish you would bring me luck."

Saturday arrived, and Marjorie seemed a little sad because she couldn't go to Ethel's party. About 1Q o'clock there came a knock at the door. "Opea it, Marjie," said mother. Marjorie opened it, and there stood the postman. "A parcel for Miss Marjorie," he said with a smile. She took it, thanked him, and shut the door. With trembling fingers of excitement she opened the parcel. And there was a lovelysilver frock and a cap shaped like a chick 1 ■

"Oh!" gaßped Marjorie. "Is it for me?"

"Yes, dear," replied Uncle Bob, coming into the room. "You will wear it this afternoon."

Marjorie ran into\ the dining-room and said, "You brought me luck, dear Easter egg."

That afternoon Marjorie got first prizo for the best fancy dress— & lovely; fairy doll and a big. egg. "That egg must have been magic,** said V ncle Bob, taking down the penny egg.

"Yes," said Marjorie. ' They live in a big house now, and Marjorie still has the penny egg. it TIPPETTY TOES" (9). Brooklyn. .