I Believe In Fairies

Southland Times, Issue 21832, 8 October 1932, Page 20

I Believe In Fairies

Anyone who has any doubt about fairies should go for a holiday to the bush. In the morning you awaken early and hear all the little birds singing you know at once that fairies are dancing all amongst the ferns and brambles. You quickly dress and run off into the bush and although you cannot see those fairies you feel that they are near you. Everything is so quiet and mysterious and you are all the time expecting a little fairy to appear from any leaf. Ahead of you, you see a great bunch of thorny lawyers and you can see where the fairies have torn their dainty frocks while passing over, tiny flower of cream and palest pink colours that only fairies could leave. Looking up you see great bunches of pure white clematis, flakes of snow which the fairies must have dropped while flying over the tree top and the sun sprinkled them with golden drops for centres. We often see a bright red sky in the early morning and it must be the fairies who have taken colour from it to paint the beautiful red mistletoe we see on the trees at Christmas time. I often wonder if the little birds are fairies hiding beneath bunches of feathers. The robin, tom-tit and the pretty little fan-tail all are like fairies, hopping about, they do not seem a bit afraid and will come quite close to anyone. I am quite sure there are plenty of fairies about although they just love to hide from us all. —Cousin Margaret Jellyman (12), Queen street, Otautau,