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“The last night there in the woods we had a grand time. We looked like a lot of elves dancing in the red glow shed by the fire.

“I’ll never forget what happened that night. We had just finished a weird dance and were huddled together watching the sparks mount to the sky, when there appeared in our midst a queer little Being, who seemed to spring from the fire.

“She seated herself in our midst and told us the grandest stories I ever heard!”

“Oh!” cried Allspice, “I wish she would come here!”

At that instant they heard a far-off voice. It seemed to come from the flames. Singing, singing, nearer and nearer.