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Fairless, Michael, 1869-1901

"The Gray Brethren and Other Fragments in Prose and Verse"

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Fairy Fluffikins often met the poor elderly cat, and always led him
some dreadful dance, now and then taking a ride on his back into
the bargain, till he thought he must have got the nightmare.
One day Fairy Fluffikins was well paid out for some of her
naughtiness. She was flying away from a tree where she had just
wrapped a sleeping bat's head up in a large cobweb, when she heard
the sweep of wings, felt a sharp nip--and in less time than it
takes to tell found herself in the nest of the Ancient Owl.
"My wig!" said the Ancient Owl, much surprised, "I thought you were
a bat." And he called his wife and three children to look.
Now when Fairy Fluffikins saw five pairs of large round eyes
blinking and staring at her she lost her head and cried out--
"Please, please, Mr Ancient Owl, don't be angry with me and I will
never play tricks with mice any more," and so told the Ancient Owl
what he had never even suspected before.
Then the Ancient Owl was MOST DREADFULLY ANGRY and read Fairy
Fluffikins a long sermon about the wickedness of deceiving Ancient
Owls. The sermon took two hours and a half; and when it was over
all the owls hooted at her and pecked her; and Fairy Fluffikins was
very glad indeed when at last Mrs Ancient Owl gave her a push and
said -
"Go along, you impertinent brown minx," and she was able to go out
into the night.
Even this sad adventure did not cure Fairy Fluffikins of getting
into mischief--although she never teased the owls any more, you may
be sure of that--she took to tormenting the squirrels instead.


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