CHAPTER VII

When the Tree-Fairy told of the Witch Discontent's rage, she shuddered,

then she continued:

"The Witch Discontent not only drove me from her house, but she chased

me and she screamed at me every step of the way. I could run faster than

she and I reached my home first. I ran into the house, closed and bolted

the door.

"I was just in time for I had only finished locking the door when the

Witch Discontent threw herself against it.

"When she found that the door was locked she was more angry than ever.

She tore her hair and jumped wildly about. She put her mouth to the key

hole and screamed:

"'I will punish you yet, you just wait. I will sit here in front of

your door until you come out.'

"Now, I knew that she could not harm me unless she looked me in the eye

and made certain passes with her hands, so I decided right then and

there that I would stay in the house and keep the door locked.

"All day long the Witch Discontent sat in front of the door and all the

while her rage grew and grew until she was a terrible sight. I peeped

out of the window at her several times and each time I was glad she did

not see me.

"Night came and she was still there. I went quietly to bed and soon fell

asleep. It was bright daylight when I awakened. My first thought was one

of happiness and then I remembered about the Witch Discontent and I was

eager to see if she was still sitting outside of my door.

"I tip-toed over to the window and looked out. I could not see her so I

leaned further out and almost instantly a rough hand grabbed me and

dragged me right out of the window and dropped me on the ground.

"I found myself facing the Witch Discontent. She had been waiting under

my window for this very chance. She shook me and then held me very tight

while she looked me in the eye, made passes and hissed:

"'You wicked Tree-Fairy! I will drive you from Fairyland. I will send

you to Earth and imprison you in a tree forever. You shall never come

forth into the sunshine again or dance, laugh or sing unless I will it.

Now go,' she screamed as she flung me from her and made more strange

passes with both hands.

"That is all I can remember until I found myself imprisoned in the heart

of yonder tree. I could not stir. I was fitted into the tree as if I had

grown there.

"I do not know how long I have been in the tree, for I slept a great

deal, but always when I was awake I sang little songs of joy to myself

and kept a merry heart. But best of all, I never ceased to love the

Witch Discontent in spite of what she had done to me.

"You know that love always conquers hate and it was love that sent the

man to cut down the tree and when he was called away, it was love that

sent Pinkie Whiskers and you, my dear friends, to finish the work and

free me."

As the Tree-Fairy stopped talking there were tears of gratitude and

happiness in her eyes. She looked so sweet and beautiful that her new

friends wondered how anyone could ever have been unkind to her.

"You certainly have had a very hard time and I am glad that we could

help you out of your prison," said Uncle Whiskers.

"Why are you called a Tree-Fairy if you have only lived in a tree here

on Earth?" inquired Pinkie Whiskers.

The Tree-Fairy laughed merrily as she replied: "Bless your heart, I

have always lived in a tree. My home was in a tree in Fairyland, but the

tree was hollow and I had several rooms. As I told you I even had a door

and a window."

"Fairyland must be a wonderful place," sighed Twinkle. "I wish that I

could make you a visit when you are back in your own home once more."

The Tree-Fairy put her arms about him and said, "I would love to have

you but it is impossible. You could never reach there. I must be going

now, but I will never forget your kindness to me and I will always watch

over you all and turn your trouble into happiness. In fact, I will tell

all of the good Fairies to help you."

"Pinkie Whiskers, you shall always be protected in time of need. Some

day when you are in danger, I will save you as you have saved me and now

good-bye, dear friends, good-bye."

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