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Show Thursday, December SOUTHERN UTAll NEWS.' Kanab, UtaL 22, 1200 T1 fT H TV A Page Five C!:ri:lr.:3 Gill Fcr S.U.I1. Reeders . . . note: Several months ago it was our pleasure to receive a treasure. A small booklet, that Is a collectors item, exquisite in every way, and a story that we take real pleasure in passing on to the readers of the Southern Utah News. ; At the end of the delightful story, if you have an understanding of the publishing language at. all, you will understand why this booklet and story is to be so highly prizeej. We feel honored that Mr. Lucien W. Emerson, nationally recognized wtiter,, member of that wonderful "Elbetian Legion," and a man who has visited Kanab arid became acquainted with many of us here, would send us one of the 120 ' ' r copies printed. the following story, written by Elmer Harrison Fisher, and Mr. Emerson says, "Fisher was one of the most famous of all Lone Scout writers in the old days", has been made avail, able to the Southern Utah News for We sincerely hope that you will enjoy this story, and will want to file it after you have read it. Editors 4 1 ' r - -- "i The Talc the Fairy Told Written by Elmer Harrison Fisher Illustrations by Herbert V. Manto Copyright 1960 by Lucien W. Emerson This Tale is for Those in Whose Hearts ever Flowers the Spirit of Eternal Youth was this girl then that none satisfied him he did not care for these girls; they did not have the one enduring quality that the little goldenhaired princess had possessed. And so the dreams of the searcher faded and he was about to give up the vain quest Then one day he came by a place where there was a girl sitting near a window. She barely glanced at him he at her. But there was something about her that attracted him, as if she possessed some vague charm that he might take pleasure in fathoming. He arranged to meet her. And it pleased him to see that she was gracious enough to give him the privilege of knowing her. He visited with her, and every time he left her he felt that he wanted to see her again. And so he went back only to come under the spell of that mysterious sweetness that both mystifield and becknoned, as nothing ever had., before. And so while he was with her, and in the days that fol- lowed, he forgot all about the ache in his heart and the void in his life. He also forgot his quest, the old witch, and the fairies. when the air was light and the stars were ONE night the woods sublime, the moon divine, he and she were taking a little walk in the glow of the evening. And by and by they came to a mossed log which seemed a nice place to sit down and watch the beauty of the nights magic. As he sat looking at her a strange thought came suddenly to him. He was startled as he noticed for the first time that her hair was light and fair. It might have been golden. Her voice she was like someone he Rad once known. was sweet And so he said, I am going to tell you a story, a. fairy story about a little princess with golden hair just like yours. It was once upon a time Aw, thats old stuff, she broke in, smiling. Every fairy story begins like that. all real fairy stories begin that there lived in Fairyland a pretty little princess way with golden hair. She was the sweetest by far of all the gossamerwinged inhabitants of that delightful place. And she was always so happy and carefree that she could sing all day and dance all night, and everyone loved her, even the one ordinary boy who tended the flowers in Fairydise. a time ONCE upon But there was an old witch in Fairyland who had a strange power over all the fairies, and she became jealous of the little princess because no matter what mischief the old witch might do, the little princess could undo it and right things by her acts of kindness. And so the old witch planned to get rid of the princess just as soon as she could. So one night when the princess slept her beauty sleep, the old witch stole into the room where her little golden bed was, and smothering the princess with blankets, she took her away, on a long journey. When she released her, the princess found she was no longer in the land of the dream fairies but in a strange place called Earth. the next morning when the boy who cared for flowers came around he did not see the little princess with the golden hair, and because he missed her he asked the old witch who was sauntering by, where she was NOW ktilmcfo Our warmest greetings She is gone, the old witch said, from Fairyland and she can never return. The boy who had always taken care of the flowers was very sad, and as he plucked a rose from its stalk, so sad was he that the lovely rose withered in his hand as he held it. I will go and find her, the boy said, if it takes me a lifetime to do it. She is the one girl for me. are extended with the hope that this Holiday season brings you good health and much happiness. And may the joys of this Christmas be yours for all time. A Merry Christmas everyone! But you can hardly find her, the old witch said, for where she has gone there are thousands upon thousands of girls almost like her, and you will not know her from the others. That may be true, the boy said. But surely I shall recognize her by her dear, sweet kindness. No one could be real Why, of course, he said. Every fairy story with a fairy in it like you. he said, but somehow you seem to me to be like the fairy I have long been seeking, with your hair like hers a golden sieve for the moonlight, your brow a ray serene. Your eyes deep pools that one may look into and see reflected the light of stars. Your cheeks the bloom of Its funny, peaches, your nose an artist's achievement, your mouth a rosebud opening to the touch of a kiss. Your dimpled chin shouldshaped in an elfin mold, your neck a lily stem, your desirable. Im going ers adorable, and your entire self so very to ask you a question that has just come into my mind. It is the question I think an old witch of misery had in mind when she sent me on my errand of finding the one girl. The question the old witch knew if answered will bring me happiness forever. And so he asked his question, and this was it: Do you think you could love me a little? And because she was all he had said she was, and because she was the sweetest of girls by reason of her great kindness, she answered his question with just one word, as the old witch had said she would.' She said, "Yes. And so these two were back in Fairyland together once again. For when two people find growing in their hearts tire flower of love and they are truly happy with each other, together they create their own fairyland. Illustrated by Herbert Story by Elmer Harrison Fisher, 1926, cuts and Edited provided by Lucien W. EmerV. Manto, 1960. and printed by Martin and Willametta Keffer, son. Hand-se- t title and mostly In Colister Oldstyle with Bernhard Tango stock Piranesi ornamental initials, 120 copies on tan heather Acre the at Shady Olde Style white, and twenty on Warrens LeathOld Spaniel Private Press, Roanoke, Virginia. Cover is Smith. Signed E. 24K Clayton by real gold with er, printed by the author and the artist. as sweet as she, for even when she was a fairy she always spoke to me, just .an ordinary garden boy. from- - Then the witch laughed a dry old cackle. I think I will have some fun, she said. I will give you the key to finding her, and if you find her you both may return to Fairyland to live happily ever after. But as long as you fail, then I, the Witch of Misery, will torment you all your life. Southern Utah News How shall I know her then? for he was impatient to be off. Kanab Lions Club asked the boy eagerly, said the witch. "When you find her you will ask her a question and she will answer it with one word, and you will know whether she is your fairytime princess or not And what is the question? he asked. CHILDRENS CHRISTMAS PARTY "Aha! and Holiday Advertisers - That, she said, "will come to you as you talk with her, some evening when the air is warm and laden with sweet scents, and the stars are bright and the moon a golden glow. the boy abandoned his daily tasks in the land dreams, and came down to solid earth to find the girl of his heart. And for many days and weeks he wandered here and there and everywhere, meeting as he went scores of pretty-face- d girls, but never one that might be her. And so the years passed by and the boy who was once a boy was AND i so now a man. i rr--f- r i- -i 'ii ' IE Saturday, December 24lh j ' No longer did he go about with a light heart, for he was beginning to feel the power of the hand of the old witch who had said that as long as he failed, so long would he be doomed to misery. And he warvery miserable. Perhaps it - SANTA CLAUS Will Arrive By Plane, and Weather Permitting, Will Jump over the Kanab Airport Be on hand at 1 p.m. Party Starts Immediately after Santa Arrives . |