A Little World for Little People

Sun (Auckland), Volume IV, Issue 1034, 26 July 1930, Page 29

A Little World for Little People

FRIENDSHIP IS A STEADY LIGHT SHINING IN DARK PLACES U- . A PEDLAR IN TIPTOE STREET "I E a 16611115 that something is going to happen,” said the 1 Little Thought, who was sitting on the steps of the Plaee-of-You-Never-Can-Tell, putting a bright new feather in liis cap. I hai e had that feeling all morning, too,” answered the Doorkeeper, screwing down the lid on a jar of future competition results and emerging into the golden sunshine. “Here comes the smallest Pixie Postman, carrying a banner. Look what it says: Come to Tiptoe Street.’ Yes, there is something in the air.” “A pedlar gave me this, announced the smallest Pixie Postman, proudly. "He said ‘Here, young man, take this invitation all round Happy Town, and be sure to tell the Little Thought I want him’.” “What sort of a pedlar?” asked the Little Thought, eagerly. “A funny sort of pedlar in a hood, with just one eye peeping out. He is carrying a big tray of freshly-gathered flowers—violets, freesias, jonquils, anemones and some of the very first daffodils. He is calling out: ‘Who’ll buy? Who’ll buy? " Such wares T carry. The price is a dream, so do not tarry’.” “We must see about this,” said the Little Thought, springing to his feet. “I have three little dreams fast asleep in my pocket, so perhaps I may be able to do business with him. Come along', Mister Doorkeeper. Didn’t I say that something was going to happen?” “Everyone seems to be in Tiptoe Street,” chuckled the Doorkeeper, a moment later. “There is the Dawn Lady picking and choosing from the tray, and all the Pixie Postmen are wearing buttonholes. I have only one dream to spend, but it is quite a long one.” “Please, -Mister Pedlar, don’t forget me,” said the Little Thought, handing up a dream. “And what do you want for this?” asked the pedlar, with a laugh in his voice. “Some gold dust from a daffodil,” begged the Little Thought. “Well, I have plenty of that in my knapsack,” said the pedlar. “But this dream looks very familiar. In fact I think it is one you borrowed from me nearly a year ago.” And the pedlar turned back his hood. “Oh, oh,” squealed the » Little Thought, on a note of -J a A utter joy, “it’s Doctor Spring Sunshine come back to Happy " ►