A BEDTIME STORY

Radio Record, Volume I, Issue 15, 28 October 1927, Page 15

A BEDTIME STORY

J Elizabeth was a most industrious girl. She could sew frills on her aprons, plait her own hair neatly over her ears, and she always dressed her children beantifully and made all their clothes herself. | There were four of them: Golliwog, Peg, Meg, and the Midget. Golliwog_ always wore a tidy red coat and blue trousers; Peg had a beautiful tartan silk dress; Meg wore white, because Elizabeth thought it suited her round rosy face; and the Midget wore nothing at all because he was Elizabeth’s new babv, and she had no time to make him any clothes till she had finished the scarf that she was knitting for her Grandpapa. "Two plain, one purl. I really must get it done." The garden looked very, very tempting through the open window, but Glizabeth kept on patiently knitting. The children were sitting at her feet as good as gold, and Elizabeth was amazed to see Golliwog suddenly get up, pull at her skirt, and say: ‘‘Elizabeth, that’s such a dull song you're singing--Two plain, one purl! Let’s go into the garden and dance." And then Peg rose up and said: ‘‘No, Iet’s skip,"? and she tried to snatch Hlizabeth’s wool for a skipping-rope; and Meg, smiling sweetly, began to make a cat’s cradle with the wool on the floor; and the Midget got up and played football with the ball. And the odd part of it was that Elizabeth couldn’t answer, becanse her head felt top-heavy, and then began to nod in the silliest way, and she felt quite sure somebody was sitting on her eyes. She knew nothing else until a fly tickled her nose and she saw the room again. The children were all sitting at her feet as good as gold. Golliwog looked solemn, Peg prim, Meg amiable, and the Midget so small that it seemed impossible to believe he had ever shot a football into goal. But something so annoying had happened that Elizabeth clasped her hands in dismay, and cried: "Oh dear! I shall have to do it all over again }"? The knitting needles still lay in her lap, but every stitch of knitting had been undone as well as the ball of wool, and it was all twisted round the legs of the chairs and tables. Then Janet came in with tea, and cried: "Well, I never! What a mess! Who did that, I’é Itke to know?" "The dolls," declared Elizabeth. Janet said Elizabeth was talking nonsense. ‘The dolls said nothing at all, and the people next door said: ‘Oh, f Micky, where have you been?’ when their black kitten came home to tea, very tired.