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Show $m? Daddy s fairy Tale ay AARY GRAHAM BCKNER DOLLY'S BIRTHDAY The Queen of the Fairies had just henrd about It. She was delighted. Dolly was about to have a birthday, and she would be called, all day long, the Queen of the Day. The Queen of (he Fairies thought that nothing could be nicer than having hav-ing Dolly, one of her special pets, I as the Queen of j a whole day and that day her birthday. There Was a Everyone In New Dress. Fairyland sent Dolly messages. She didn't quite know, or rather, she was not quite sure that they had come from Fairyland. And yet it seemed to her that all day long there came all sorts of extra happy thoughts and little gay messages, mes-sages, and lovely little tingling mo- ; ments of additional pleasure these were the messages from Fairyland. And then came the hour for the family party. Only the members of the family came to it. There was a little table decorated with ferns and flowers and upon it was a cake and presents and brightly wrapped packages. pack-ages. Such gay ribbons were on the presents. pres-ents. Such funny, odd-sized candles on the cake, for the rule in Dolly's home was that the candles should be saved from birthday to birthday. That was what they all liked. They loved the candles, some of them burnt down more than others, some bending bend-ing a little, some having melted too much. They would not have liked all straight, even candles, just the same size. On the back of Dolly's chair was a huge ribbon and a wreath for her head. And then came the opening of th presents. There was a new drs. There were some nice little cups and saucers which she did so want. There was a soap bowl all for her very own. There was a pretty new hat which would be so nice If ever she was invited in-vited motoring, and she did love an automobile and she did love invitations. invita-tions. She knew she would have plenty of use for the hat! She had gone motoring a great deal the year before. be-fore. She had high hopes of this year, too. There was a box of powder to use alter her bath smelling quite a little lit-tle of violets. There was a box of chocolates and a box of nuts and a few nice pencils and several pads. She always liked plenty of pencils. In fact, no matter mat-ter how many pencils she seemed to have, she always wanted more. They rang a bell in honor of her birthday. They led her to the table with great ceremony and dignity. And then before she opened all these nice presents a poem was read. This was the poem : Oh, Dolly dear, we love you. Oh. Dollv dear, we mean It. , Oh. Dolly dear. It must be bo That you have surely seen It. Oh, Dolly dear, we need you. Oh. Dolly dear, we kiss you, Oh, Dolly dear, when you're ft wa y. We do so sadly miss you. Oh. Dolly dear, we hug you, Oh. Dolly dear, we pet you. Oh. Dolly dear, we surely hope. That we may never fret yo-j JL 1 I So. many happy Nice Lit;le CuP" returns of the and Saucers, day. As we conclude this little lay. With the words we are unahle To do justice to this tahle. For the Queen of the Kairios had sent word that the Dream King had said that the words "unable." and "lav." and "table" would feel sad if thev were not in Dolly's birthday poem. |