WANDERING DEW

Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 164, 1 October 1927, Page 27 (Supplement)

WANDERING DEW

After spending *a long summers morning playing on the lawn. Mary, feeling rather tired, climbed into her hammock and fell asleep. While she slept she dreamed of a garden full of hollyhocks. i:nd the sam<wonderful flowers were standing stately and erect around its border. From tincentre a tiny scarlet flower peeped a tiny golden head, timid y and shyly at first, as though to make sure that no mortals or enemies were in sight. Satisfied with these cautious movements. its owner emerged fully and stood on tiptoe amid the glossy petals of the hollyhock; but alas, there down in the flowers lay Mary, still asleep. A look of disgust crept over his elfish face, but, with a knowing nod. he perched upon her shoulder, roused her abruptly, and whispered these words in her ear: “Come, gather some blossoms of the palest blue and hold them in your right hand, repeating after me: “Blossoms of the palest blue. These, my queen. I bring to you. While the pixie. Wandering - Dow, l.eads me by the hand to you.' “Scarcely had the words left my lips." Mary afterwards related, “than a most magnificent sight met my eyes. A gateway, formed of gorgeous flowers, stood swaying in the breeze. This led the way to the Pixies’ hidden garden. Myriads of these gaudy colours would have dazzled the naked eye. but Wandering Dew passed his hand across my brew, and uttered a Pixie charm. As I stood gazing at this beautiful garden, I heard a voice which recalled me to reality, and there, robed in white, like a giant lily, stood rurse. The hollyhocks vanished, but I still held the pale blue flowers tightly clasped in my hand.” —Angela Fades (aged 15).