A Little World for Little People

Sun (Auckland), Volume IV, Issue 940, 5 April 1930, Page 31

A Little World for Little People

FRIENDSHIP IS A STEADY LIGHT SHINING IN DARK PLACES TRICKSTERS DID anyone play any tricks on you on April Fool's Day?” asked the smallest Pixie Postman, who was leaning out the window of the smallest house in Tiptoe Street. “I should think they did,” answered the Little Thought, pausing at the prospect of a chat. “The Doorkeeper awakened me with the terrible information that the woolly aphis had attacked all the flowers in my pressed flower garden, but, when I hurried off to see, there was nothing the matter. Then the Woodpecker called out, ‘Little Thought, your shoes are on the wrong leet 1 sat down and changed them, and a few minutes later he called out the same thing. I changed them again, and every time he saw me lie said they were wrong, so I went away ami put on another pair. Then a letter came for me, and it said: ‘Little 1 bought, there is a surprise for you at the Happy Town gates.’ and 1111011 I reached there the Joyshop man jumped out from behind one of the gate-posts and said ‘Bo 1’ I was surprised! But 1 played a trick on the Doorkeeper. 1 flew up on to the roof of the Place-of-You-Never-Can-Tell and squealed ‘Help ’ Help ! Come quickly, I’m falling ’’ The Doorkeeper climbed up to rescue me, and just as lie reached me I flew down ! Then I locked the Joyshop man in the Joyshop and put a notice on -the door: ‘Gone for a holiday. Will he back next month,’ hut the Dawn L»dy thought he might starve to death, and she made me let him out.” “Well,” sighed the smallest Pixie Postman, “all the morning I was going about with a ticket on my back: ‘Escaped from the circus. Please return me to the tigers’ cage.’ I trembled with horror when I discovered it. Luckily no one had taken it seriously or I might not be leaning out of this window now. Then someone told the Dawn Lady that Doctor Spring Sunshine was in Tiptoe Street, and she was so excited that she mistook the season and set all the joy-bells ringing. She even came running to meet him.” “Now all this is very interesting,” said the Dawn Lady, peeping round a corner of the n smallest Pixie Postman’s ; / . Un T <xAk,\ house, “but I have yet to dis- oU . cover the culprit who put * orangeade in my ink-well!” v —’