THE RING

Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 50, 21 May 1927, Page 25 (Supplement)

THE RING

“Oh dear,” sighed Betty, “Whatever shall I do? I wish this horrid rain would stop. Rain, rain, go away,” she chanted softly. “That’s not the way to ask the rain to go away,” said a small voice close to her ear. Betty looked round in amazement, and lo! clinging on to the corner of the tablecloth was a tiny fairy in a dainty pink frock with beautiful silver wings. “H-H-how did you get in here,” gasped Betty in surprise. “Well,” said the fairy, “I heard you asking the rain to go away in such a rude manner. Now say this after me, slowly and carefully, ‘Please dear rain would you kindly go away, As I would very much like to play.’ ” The lesson continued for half-an-hour, and by that time Betty could say it backwards. “Now,” said Wonderwings (for that was the fairy’s name) “as you have been so good I will give you this ring.” It was & tiny gold band and just fitted Betty’s little finger. “Oil! said Betty: thank you so much!” “Well! I must go now,” said Wo. derwings, and the next instant she had disappeared. “I must have dreamt it!” exclaimed Betty. “But no, here is the ring.” And she ran off to show her friends what the fairy had given her, not surprised in the least to find that it had stopp . raining. —Joyce Prenter (aged 13).