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A KIND ACTION.

"We're both lost, I suppose,' said a bluebell fairy to a fieldmouse one day.

"I'm not lost!" said the fieldmouse" in surprise. "My tail has still got hoM of my stalk."

. "I wish. I had something to hold on to,'' sighed the fairy. '' I used to live in a blnebellT^-the kind of bluebell that tinkles when the wind shakes it—a Scottish bluebell, I think they call it "

''And what happenecl?'' asked *the field-mouse.

"One day a boy came along swinging a cane and he cut my bluebell right off its stalk. Of course I fell out, and oh ! it was such a hot day! ' . ; Jvt had-fallen <wii3ie*ban^"b^ a stream and I took'-three sips of clear cool water. • Then a strange thing happed; I began to grow bigger and bigger, till now the bluebell /that was once my home is x only good for a sunbonnet. "At first I could not think why T was so big, then it flashed into

my mind that a, bluebell fairy must only drink dewdrops. Six sips of stream water were enough to turn me into a Mortal. , I took only three sips so F m really just half a Mortal. I feel almost like crying."-

"I don't wonder at it," said the field-mouse. "It would be much pleasanter to be a whole fairy than a half one."

The fairy looked up at him ancl sighed. "Your tail must be a great comfort to you, •' she saicff "ti helps yp.it to hold on to your home, as it were. Oh dear! how I wish I could go back to my pretty bluebyell house again."

"Won't ybii nibble a piece of my stalk1?" .asked the field-mouse with.great kindness.

The fairy laughed ,arid laughed till the sound was like the tinkle of hundreds of bluebells swaying in the wind.

"That's the fairy part of me that laughed/ she *said,. '' andj now: the mortal part will stand up and eat a piece off your stalk. They fairy ate one little bud, and the most wonderful thiiig happened; she became exactly the right size to curl up inside her bluebell. -

The field-mouse carried her back to the bluebell dell, where all the bells tinkled merrily over her safe return.

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https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/HN19300417.2.13

Bibliographic details
Ngā taipitopito pukapuka

Hutt News, Volume 2, Issue 45, 17 April 1930, Page 4

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Tapeke kupu
373

A KIND ACTION. Hutt News, Volume 2, Issue 45, 17 April 1930, Page 4

A KIND ACTION. Hutt News, Volume 2, Issue 45, 17 April 1930, Page 4

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