SUMMER MORN

Evening Post, Volume CXV, Issue 35, 11 February 1933, Page 19

SUMMER MORN

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(Original, by "Anti havltßMewlliOl?r in th°long scented aS'pouWgherPr rr^ freckledllose Beaf ddy- mouth at "Well Teaav Rm, "'!.* fl n «»» «ii "v/v. °7> what can wo fes lySt t£ e «"w again',?Uite hope" rive? M™Zv" s i m r,f c can't go to the and™T 3£?"^y hear of it, Whatman we So?" he bUSh> S° Tpddv Jl p V i v , a J fnnVp? vp rv ' grunt, ™nS. n f h »B though he ZZ, »tr£ -g Sleep< .^ at U was such a ghstemng, warm, still morning 2fflvt?!fyi, t m Ult.6, mde Peu" dently that she would just leave old Teddy .to have his sleep, and wandered down the crazy, crooked.pathway that " ran besidethe hayfieia . . Peggoty did not go far, however, be-fore.ablackras-pitch bunny rabbit came her way. He stopped, tingling with apprehension, and watched the advancing dumpy form in the cloud-blue pinafore tn ( t ( lL l)«gH twinkling eyes. "Well," gasped Peggoty, coming to a stop. "It's a real, live rabbit!" And with eyes wide" ana shining like .the sky on a summer morning, she jtarea unbelievingly, breathlessly, until the little furry wild creature turned •nd scuttled into the long hay. At last she breathed freely again, '*™*}K™°™l" she questioned her•elf. "No, not a blaclc cuddly one like that. It simply must have been a fairy

ope," of Seatoun.) one—an enchanted elf, perhaps, that "i wantea t0 talk t0 me-^-yes, it was an oMJ" Ana the long hay parted and "I swayed as Peggoty followed whbre tb.e rabbit.had gone before, Peggoty lould just see over the' 1 golden tips of. the hay if she stood on tippity-toes, but she didn't want to. "i She *as «5»«N»« down, and treading softly-following what had been a little black.rabbit a few minutes ago, "' but what was now to her an elf in a .„ black f«"y cloak, who was always ' just ahead! The abundant crop of hay had become »<. a dense forest-there were wicked goblins to trick ana overthrow her at elery turn. They were making things im- "< poßsible fo / he but at lag b t there B was a « clearing, and the King of the Elves, ' looking very like Teddy Bear, to help .. her in her quest for the enchanted elf. - in tho black furry cloak. She had just persuaded tho Elfin Kmg, in her politest "I tone, to allow her to see the elfin, when somehow—how did it happen? "" Somebody camo along, of course, and just must have broken off the spell, ... How exactly it all happened Peggoty can't recollect, but next minuto she was riding high on the broad shoulders "I of Farmer John, looking far over a shimmering sea of golden hay, and "' hugging dear old Teddy Bear ever bo „, tightly. But little black bunny had ' gone.