. St. Nicholas [serial] . xams CTA. FAIRY STORIES. BY D. M. SHAW, AGE 14. (CASH PRIZE.) FAIRIES. BY EDITH J. MINAKER (AGE 13). {Honor Member.) I heard among the willow boughs A gentle, whispering, sighing sound,As though amid the swaying leavesA host of moving forms were found,Whose draperies, touching as they moved,The willow twigs bentto and mother says t was justthe wind;I think it was the fairies,though. Last night, before I wentto sleep,Closed tightly was thetulips must have been a fairiesbed,Because this morn t wasopened made it close its pet-als soft,And open with
. St. Nicholas [serial] . xams CTA. FAIRY STORIES. BY D. M. SHAW, AGE 14. (CASH PRIZE.) FAIRIES. BY EDITH J. MINAKER (AGE 13). {Honor Member.) I heard among the willow boughs A gentle, whispering, sighing sound,As though amid the swaying leavesA host of moving forms were found,Whose draperies, touching as they moved,The willow twigs bentto and mother says t was justthe wind;I think it was the fairies,though. Last night, before I wentto sleep,Closed tightly was thetulips must have been a fairiesbed,Because this morn t wasopened made it close its pet-als soft,And open with the sun-rise glow?My mother says t was na-tures ways ;I think it was the fairies,though. There are so many, manythingsI cannot understand atall,And even mother does ntknowJust why the snow andraindrops yet they say there areno spritesOr fairies, when they donot knowHow else such curiousthings could think there must befairies, though.
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