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The Fairy Box
by
Out came the box; off flew the lid, and there, on a red cushion, lay a white kit about two inches long. May couldn’t believe that it was alive till it jumped out of its nest, stretched itself, and grew all at once just the right size to play with and be pretty. Its eyes were blue, its tail like a white plume, and a sweet pink bow was on its neck. It danced all over the bed, ran up the curtains, hid under the clothes, nipped May’s toes, licked her face, patted her nose with its soft paw, and winked at her in such a funny way that she laughed for joy at having such a dear kitty. Presently, as if it knew that bed was the place to lie quiet in, puss cuddled down in a little bunch and purred May to sleep.
“I suppose that darling kit will be gone like all the other things,” said May, as she waked up and looked round for her first pretty gift.
No; there was the lovely thing sitting in the sun among the flower-pots, washing her face and getting ready for play. What a fine frolic they had; and how surprised every one was to see just the pussy May wanted! They supposed it came as kitties often come; and May never told them it was a fairy present, because she had promised not to. She was so happy with little puss that she was good all day; and when she went to bed she thought,–
“I wish I had a dog to play with darling Snowdrop, and run with me when I go to walk.”
“Bow, wow, wow!” came from under the pillow; and out of the box trotted a curly black dog, with long ears, a silver collar, and such bright, kind eyes May was not a bit afraid of him, but loved him at once, and named him Floss, he was so soft and silky. Pussy liked him too; and when May was sleepy they both snuggled down in the same basket like two good babies, and went to by-low.
“Well, I never! What shall we find next?” said Nurse, when she saw the dog in the morning.
“Perhaps it will be an elephant, to fill the whole house, and scare you out of your wits,” laughed May, dancing about with Snowdrop chasing her bare toes, while Floss shook and growled over her shoes as if they were rats.
“If your cousin John wants to give you any more animals, I wish he’d send a pony to take you to school, and save my old legs the pain of trotting after you,” said Nurse; for May did have a rich cousin who was very fond of her, and often gave her nice things.
“Perhaps he will,” laughed May, much tickled with the idea that it was a fairy, and not Cousin John, who sent the cunning little creatures to her.
But she didn’t get the pony that night; for in the afternoon her mother told her not to sit on the lawn, because it was damp, and May did not mind, being busy with a nice story. So when she took up her box, a loud sneeze seemed to blow the lid off, and all she saw was a bit of red flannel.
“What is this for?” she asked, much disappointed; and as if to answer, the strip of flannel wrapped itself round her neck.
“There! my throat is sore, and I am hoarse. I wonder how that fairy knew I sat on the damp grass. I’m so sorry; for I did want a pony, and might have had it if I’d only minded,” said May, angry with herself for spoiling all her fun.
It was spoilt; for she had such a cold next day she couldn’t go out at all, but had to take medicine and keep by the fire, while the other children had a lovely picnic.