Molly Moo-Cow’s Delightful Story

Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 74, Issue 138, 13 June 1931, Page 16 (Supplement)

Molly Moo-Cow’s Delightful Story

[• | "Mooo! Mooo! Mooo!” , At larit here was Molly Moo Cow! All the I animals crowded round her to find out why , she was missing at milking time that morning. t "It was like this," said Molly. “Night before last I thought I heard music ; last evening again, a could certainly hear music, and I set out to investigate. "Sweetly it came to me on the evening breeze, and eventually I came to a lovely i glade that was peopled by Fairies. Fairy Dell it was called. As I approached I was met by Peter Pan. “ ‘Oh. it is you, Molly. You are very welcome, but on no account must you epeak and just one "moo” from you, and home you go to your own byre,’ ” he said. So I settled down very comfortably and while “chewing the cud" made observations. “There was the "dinkiest" green bower and across, written in twigs. was "The Wendy Hut.” A little stream sang a crooning song, the glow worms and fireflies were happily at play, and everywhere there were Elves, Goblins and Pixies. Presently, from the interior of the little green house came an aged man with a violin. Gazing at this magic scene around him and then up at the star-lit heavens, he looked himself up and down and exclaimed, "A wand’ring minstrel I, in rags and patches. Earth for my pillow, and for the roof th« sky. Fiddle and 1, wandering by." Lifting his bow from those strings he made dulcet melody and the pixies and goblins danced a stately measure. Quicker the muaic hurried along until the pixies fell out of the dance, but not the These darted in and out of the holes of the trees, and suddenly disappeared, leaving the music in the middle of the bar to trail away by itself. Tut. tut, tut! foolish fingers of mine, you must be as sprightly as those wee men,” said the player. Peter Pan reassembled the mannikins and tirelessly musician and dancers rehearsed, until music and motion were not separate things; nor yet an accompaniment to each other, but one beautiful harmonious while in the Dance of the Goblins. "1 rest now," said the fiddler, and placing his back against the little greenhouse, he wa6 soon far away in the Land of Nod. Slumlier fell on the glade, but softly, stealthily came, one after the other, six winged pedestrians. “One" silently snuggles! against the left side of the sleeper. "Two" took the opposite side. "Three” rested over upturned feet. "Four," “Five" and "Six” mounted on top of him and spread out from chest to ankles, but the (deeper never stirred until the Sunrise Fairy flashed

a dazzling golden orb, and woke everyon® up. The musician suddenly raised an arm, when six startled quacks announced to me that it was actually our Six Dillies that had spread their warm, down bodies over the rags and patches of a divine musician to keep him comfy. How pleased he was, and was about to tnke to the open road again, but that Petex Pan would not allow, until he breakfasted. There is no one like a Fairy to do thing* quickly. In a beautiful patch of sunlight fol tablecloth, with green leafy plates spread upon it, was a dainty repast. Trout from the stream ; "buzz-buzz,” and the bees provided honey. The Fairy Miller appeared ~ with little cakes of bread from the wheat patch. The Fairy Wind shook a tree and ’ bananas were added, and suddenly, it xvaa discovered that the ducks, with many quackings and bowings were presenting their dona“This is great,” exclaimed the Minstrel. "May I be allowed to put three of those in my pocket for egg and milk later on?” Moo! Moo! Moo!! I bellowed, and expected Peter Pan to drive me out. Instead, he milked me. and the Fairy Queen clapi>ed her hands with pleasure. Peter Pan had sent the Dawn Fairy, the Rainbow Fairy and the Sunlight Fairy ; each to bring n sapling suitable for a staff foi the Minstrel. It wa« at this juncture they returned. The Dawn Fairy with a pine, which was “turned down,” as likely to "dry rot” quickly. The Rainbow Fairy, being so constantly mixed up with weeping rain, fetched a weej»ing willow, which was alao discarded as too pliant. The Sunlight Fairy, knowing the needs of wayfarers, had selected a stout black thorn with a natural crook on It. How delighted the Minstrel was, and he asked the Queen a special favour for oui* Dillies and myself The Queen touched each Dilly with her wan. and said, “Never again shall you moult and be miserable and sick. Instead you have each now fairy feathers that will never go shabby or dull, and need changing. “As for you Molly, in future you are to be known as Marie, the Fairy Milkmaid.' (And it is pronounced •Ma-ree,’ and don't you animals forget it.)” “Bow-wow-wow!” “Baa-baa!!” “Cock-a--doodle-doo!!” “Mie-ew-ow!” “Pretty PoH.v!” “Hee-haw!!” Gobble! “Ma-ree.” “Hee-haw!” "Oh. Jumbo,” said "Hasbeen.” “Let’s go for a walk.” “MOLLY-MOO-COW "