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Mustrated by Nora Harrison DICKY’S DREAM OF THE LAND OF THE MOON. SCAT sat and looked at the moon pouring Its soft, silvery light over the waters untill he grew drowsy. “It must be a wonderful place—Moon land,” he sighed, rubbing his sleepy eyes with his hand. “I'd love to live up there, it must be so quiet and peaceful.” Dicky’s head nodded, and just as it was about to drop over against the porch post a tiny moonbeam elfin touched his shoulder. ‘So you would like to visit the Moon land,” the elfin said. “Come along, that is, if you can stay awake.” “Well!” cried Dicky, opening his eyes very wide and looking at the tiny elfin. “I certainly can stay awake, I'd stay awake any time to get a peek at that moon,” and he got up and took hold of the elfin’s hand. Before he had a chance to say a word Dicky was whisked into a cloud boat and away they sailed to the very doors of Moonland. “First of all, whispered the elfin, “let me give you a warning. Don't make any noise, for if you do you're liable to fall, and there's no telling where you will land. Remember now—no noise.” Dicky promised, and he and the elfin stepped into the land of the moon. Dicky had thought it must be a beautiful place with mountains and towers—a world filled with color. Instead, the moun tains were there, but they were barren and sad-looking. “Not so pretty as our mountains on earth,” sighed Dicky. “Are there no flowers or trees?” “None in Moonland,” replied the elfin. “You see, our mountains are made from burnt-out craters. They're just like mighty hollow cones thrust up into space, for—as you see—the moon has no lovely sky above it such as you see up your earth.’ For the first time Dicky looked up, and, sure enough, an immense void loomed overhead. No stars—no light— just a dreadful something that Dicky didn't seem to like. Not a cloud sailed by, and Dicky kept close to the elfin's side. “In Moonland,” whispered the elfin, “no rain falls on the barren surface. No snow, or storms disturb the cabin. The skies of Moonland never change, except from the flash of some meteor, which—hurled through space—lights on its surface. Moonland is the kingdom of calm, sleep and stillness. Not a sound was to be heard in the still air. Dicky looked down to see if he could find the three stars he often watched twinkling in the sky, but even these were hidden. Something touched Dicky’s nose, and he sneezed. He opened his eyes and found his mother laughing at him. “I thought I would awaken you with this feather'’’ she laughed. “Better tumble into bed before you tumble off those steps, Dicky-boy.” Dicky jumped up and kissed her, and ran into bed. He was sorry Mama had caused him to sneeze, for he would have loved to see more of Moonland. “I'll bet Moonland was pretty at one time, and did something very wrong, and the fairies changed her light into darkness,” he sighed, then laughing sleepily, Dicky tumbled into bed. Copytight, 1922, by Newspaper Feature Service, Ine Away They Sailed.
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Lincoln Evening State Journal
Lincoln, Nebraska, US
Wed, May 03, 1922
Page 7
Full Page
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