. Mother and child . es of de-velopment. In the medical pro-fession today we see thejawn ofthe civic conscience. A Fairy Health Teacher Mrs. John THE school auditorium waspacked to overflowing with500 eager children. In hushedsilence and tense expectancy alleyes were fastened upon a beauti-ful little house built as if by magicon the school platform. The wallsof rose colored brick, the low slop-ing roof of gray shingles, the climb-ing vines and door-yard flowers,the tightly closed little door andwindow shutters cut in butterflydesign all breathed of secrets andmysteries to come. Collier And the
. Mother and child . es of de-velopment. In the medical pro-fession today we see thejawn ofthe civic conscience. A Fairy Health Teacher Mrs. John THE school auditorium waspacked to overflowing with500 eager children. In hushedsilence and tense expectancy alleyes were fastened upon a beauti-ful little house built as if by magicon the school platform. The wallsof rose colored brick, the low slop-ing roof of gray shingles, the climb-ing vines and door-yard flowers,the tightly closed little door andwindow shutters cut in butterflydesign all breathed of secrets andmysteries to come. Collier And then to add to the sense ofunreality their own Principal rose,and in a tone of voice they hadnever heard him use before, madethis strange announcement: *T hope you all love and believein fairies as I do, for a real fairyhas promised to come all the wayfrom Fairyland, to tell you thesecret of Health and Happiness. Ifyou will all close your eyes one in-stant, I know she will appear, forfairies always keep their promises.*. 16 A FAIRY HEALTH TEACHER 17 Instantly 500 pairs of eyes wereclosed very tight indeed, to openagain upon a lovely sight. Therewas the fairy flitting about the tinyhouse, her every motion expressingjoyful surprise. Swiftly at hertouch, the fast closed door flewopen, the butterfly shutters swungwide, and a soft light shone forthilluminating as with moonlight thefairys beauty. Sighs and murmurs of delightcame from the children as theygazed upon her silver wings, theshimmering gown of moonlit mist,and the crown of apple only when she spoke did theyfeel the full spell of her fairycharm, for the caressing tones ofher low-pitched voice seemed tospeak straight to the heart of everychild. Spellbound they listened as shetold them the story of the fairyhouse; how old witch Ignorancehad burned the house to theground; of her great grief; howthe lovely bird whose name wasEducation had tried to comfort herwith the words: Keep up yourcourage. Fairy, for I will tell y
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