Maud Lindsay

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Maud Lindsay,  The Story-teller

“ THE HARPER WAS HAPPIER THAN A KING AS HE SAT BY HIS OWN FIRESIDE.
The trees of the forest were creaking and bending in the wind, and every one of them seemed to say:
"Darkness gathers, night is near;
Harper, stop! Don't venture here."
But the harper would not stop. "Snows may fall, winds may blow, and night may come, but I have promised to be at home by Christmas day to eat my share of the Christmas pudding and sing the Christmas songs by my own fireside. I must go on."
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Source: Gutenberg

Maud Lindsay,  The Story-teller

“ And in the midst of them, green as an emerald and smooth as velvet, was a grass plot with never a weed upon it. And through the grass ran a garden walk as white as snow. Every one who saw it declared there was no prettier garden in the king's country and what they said was no more than what was true.
Early and late the wee woman worked to keep her garden fair and lovely but in spite of all her care whenever the east wind blew it brought with it a whirl of trash from her neighbor's dooryard, and scattered it among her flowers.
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Source: Gutenberg

Maud Lindsay,  The Story-teller

“ So Pease-Blossom seated himself between the swift's wings, and up they went to the top of the chimney and then down through the opening to the swift's home, which looked as if it were only half of a nest fastened against the wall.
"If you will come with me to fairyland," said Pease-Blossom when he saw this, "you shall have the greenest tree in the wood for your home. And the fairies will help you to build a whole nest there."
But the swift only laughed at him. "There is no better place than a chimney to raise young birds. I should be uneasy about them every minute in a tree.
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Source: Gutenberg

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