FROM A LETTER
It is a beautiful day—just such a day when one can travel anywhere in imagination. I have visited Happy Town to-day. The sky is a deep, rich blue,, the locusts are singing, the air is refreshing and laden with the rare perfumes of many fragrant flowers. New Love Flowers are opening their delicate petals on the Happiness Tree, and I am supremely happy, so one must be blooming for me. I have visited all the Sunbeams. They were singing the happy songs that only Sunbeams know, and they laughed and talked of Tiptoe Street and the Joy shop. I have been all over the world on the wings of imagination, and on the way I met the Wind Child in his most lovable mood. He was down by a rippling stream, whispering secrets to the weeping willow trees and gently, ever so gently, swaying the wild flowers to and fro. —Joy Hill (a.ged 14).
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Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 590, 16 February 1929, Page 29
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157FROM A LETTER Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 590, 16 February 1929, Page 29
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