L. Frank Baum,
Queen Zixi of Ix; Or, the Story of the Magic Cloak
“ Go, Ereol, since you are free for a time, and carry the magic cloak to Noland. And the first person you meet who is really unhappy, be it man, woman, or child, shall receive from you the cloak as a gift from our fairy band.”Ereol bowed, and folded the cloak over her arm.“Come, my children,” continued Lulea; “the moon is hiding behind the tree-tops, and it is time for us to depart.” “SAID THE MAN IN THE MOON.”A moment later the fairies had disappeared, and the clearing wherein they had danced and woven the magic cloak lay shrouded in deepest gloom. ”
