Children's Column.

Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 38, 3 December 1920, Page 12

Children's Column.

(By May Watson).

MATER'S LETTER BOX. Mater invites children to send in storiea for this column, or correspondence which will be replied to through these columns. All matter to be clearly written in ink, on one side of the paper only. N ame, ag,e, and address, must be always given, and correspondence direeted to "Mater," care of Editor, "The Digger," Box 310, Invercargill. TEDDY AND THE FORGET-ME-N OTS.

"Please may I come over the stile, Teddy Grey?" said Nancy. "Don't you see," said the boy on. the stile, pointing to his ribbon wings and yellow crown, "that I am a i'airy '! My name is Sunweed, and I am the fairy of this stile and the wood beyond." Little Nancy White had been searching all morning for blue forget-me-nots to give to her grandmamma for her birthday, and had not found one. She was having to take buttercups instead, and her presenb was late. She was in such a hurry to get to grandmamma's house, and here was silly Teddy Grey trying to make her join in a game of Fairy when it was most important to be matte?-of-fact. She stamped her faot impatieiitly and said: "You are not a fairy; you are just Teddy Grey, and if you won't let me come over the stile I shall push you off." "How cross you ara this -morning, Nancy," said Teddy. "Something must have upset you. Well, I will prove to you that I am a fairy." "What do you v/isli for most at the present moment?" I wish to know where the i'orget-me-liots grow," said Nancy, eagerly. ' ' If -y ou can tell me that you are as good as a fairy." "Follow Sunweed," said Teddy, galiantly, helping- Nancy over the stile. He led her to tne edge of a little rippling brook, and there, peeping through the grass, were hundreds of blue starry forget-me-nots. Nancy was so delighted that she danced for joy, and kissing Teddy on the cheek, laughingly cried : "Oh, thank you, Fairy Sunweed , thank you cver so much ! " Teddy helped Nancy to gather a big hunch of forget-rne-nots, conducted her to the other side of the wocd, then danced away, happy in his good and gracious deed. When Nancy's grandmotlier received the flowers she said: "Oh, Nancy dear, how sweet they are ! They make me think of the sunlight dancing through the trees, the little ripply brooks, and the f airies." "Do you know," said Nancy, as she kissed the grandinother, "it was a fairy who showed me just where to look for them."