. In happy far-away land . ^. ++^^ I HERE was once a summer in Far Away Land, when for a long- time no JL rain fell, so that the flowers began to droop in the gardens, and the leaves to wither on the trees. Some of the meadows near the cottage where Bessie Bell lived were almost as brown as if it were autumn instead of summer; but one afternoon, as she was walking in the fields with her mother, she came to a place where some grass as green as it had been in May, grew in the form of a circle. It looked so fresh against the dry grass of the rest of the field, that Bessie cried out with delight a
. In happy far-away land . ^. ++^^ I HERE was once a summer in Far Away Land, when for a long- time no JL rain fell, so that the flowers began to droop in the gardens, and the leaves to wither on the trees. Some of the meadows near the cottage where Bessie Bell lived were almost as brown as if it were autumn instead of summer; but one afternoon, as she was walking in the fields with her mother, she came to a place where some grass as green as it had been in May, grew in the form of a circle. It looked so fresh against the dry grass of the rest of the field, that Bessie cried out with delight at sight of it. O, Mother ! she cried. Why is this grass so green, aiv1 why does it grow in a ring r It is a fairy ring, answered her mother. Wise men call it by adifferent name, and have a different reason for it, but simple folk say it iswhere the fairies dance on moonlight nights, and that the touch of fairy feetkeeps it always fresh and green. Bessie was very fond of hearing about the fairies, and all the way homeshe talke
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