Once Upon a Time

New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXIV, Issue 22777, 10 July 1937, Page 8 (Supplement)

Once Upon a Time

fpHE south wind raced up the valley and over the hill, sending the kites higher and higher, whipping the long Jails and nearly pulling the strings from Sally's and Jon's hands. "Mine flies the highest!" cried Jon. "But mine flies so steadily!" cried Bally. "See yours is jigging about so touch. P'raps the tail's not long enough, Jon —Oh! It's coming down!" Down it came, turning over and over and before Jon could catch it, it went flop, flopping along the ground till it stuck last against a thorn bush. As Jon stooped to untangle it he heard a cry from Sally. She had tied her string to her belt and the big kite had lifted her right off the ground. Jon tried to grab her feet, but it was jtoo late; she was out of reach and going rapidly higher. As she disappeared, Jon heard South Wind chuckJin g to himself as he flew off. ; Sally rather enjoyed the feeling of iflying when she grew used to it. She down at Jon's upturned face, and watched it grow smaller and smaller. "How funny the tiny, little houses and trees look." she thought. "It is just like looking at Jon's farmyard set when ■we have put it out on the floor. And look at the lake; it looks like a baby duck pond. I believe I could pick up all those little houses and put them down somewhere else." Just as she was planning to,move their own house, and have

By FRANCES CRESSWELL

"What a lovely place!" exclaimed Sally, as they went inside. "Is it all real?" she asked. "Quite real, my dear," replied the witch. "There are many wondrous things in this land of tho stars." She led Sally to the centre of the big hall where there was a low table piled up with all kinds of thiugs to eat. There was a fat cake covered with thick sugary icing, and a tiny fairy doll on top. There were little pink cakes with cherries on them, dishes of ice cream, bowls of sweets and big piles of fruit—cherries, grapes, peaches, oranges, pineapple—every kind of fruit that Sally had ever seen. Around the table were heaps of gaily coloured cushions, and as they sat down the witch told Sally she could eat anything she liked.