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+Project Gutenberg's The Story of Peter Pan, by Daniel Stephen O'Connor
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+Title: The Story of Peter Pan
+       Retold from the fairy play by Sir James Barrie
+
+Author: Daniel Stephen O'Connor
+
+Illustrator: Alice B. Woodward.
+
+Release Date: May 21, 2012 [EBook #39755]
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+Language: English
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+[Illustration: WITH THE SPRING COMES WENDY].
+
+
+
+
+    THE STORY OF PETER PAN
+
+    RETOLD FROM THE FAIRY PLAY
+    BY SIR J.M. BARRIE
+    BY DANIEL O'CONNOR
+
+
+    ILLUSTRATED BY
+    ALICE B. WOODWARD
+
+
+    TORONTO
+    THE MUSSON BOOK COMPANY
+    LIMITED
+
+
+    PRINTED IN GREAT BRITAIN BY PURNELL AND SONS
+    PAULTON, SOMERSET, ENGLAND
+
+
+
+
+PREFACE
+
+
+Sir J. M. Barrie's delightful creation, "Peter Pan," has by this time
+taken a secure place in the hearts of children of all ages, and there
+are few nurseries in the land in which Peter, Wendy, Tinker Bell,
+Captain Hook and his Pirates, the Mermaids and Redskins, and the
+exciting world in which they lived, are not as familiar as the most
+time-honoured lore of fairyland.
+
+The popularity of Mr. Daniel O'Connor's version of the story, issued
+with Sir J. M. Barrie's kind consent, and illustrated so charmingly by
+Miss Alice B. Woodward, has induced the publishers to bring out the
+present re-issue at a lower price.
+
+The selections of music which will be found in it are included with
+the permission of Mr. John Crook, the composer, and Messrs. Price and
+Reynolds.
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS
+
+
+      PART I EARLY DAYS
+     PART II THE NEVER-NEVER-NEVER LAND
+    PART III THE MERMAIDS' LAGOON
+     PART IV THE UNDERGROUND HOME
+      PART V THE PIRATE SHIP
+     PART VI HOME, SWEET HOME
+
+
+
+
+LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
+
+
+    WITH THE SPRING COMES WENDY                         _colour-plate_
+    WITH MICHAEL SITTING ON HER BACK                    _colour-plate_
+    THE SHADOW HELD ON BEAUTIFULLY
+    WENDY GENTLY KISSED HIS CHEEK                       _colour-plate_
+    AWAY THEY FLOATED
+    SLIGHTLY WAS DANCING MERRILY WITH AN OSTRICH        _colour-plate_
+    "THE CROCODILE! THE CROCODILE!"
+    THE INDIANS CREPT SILENTLY UP
+    THE LOST BOYS KNELT BEFORE HER                      _colour-plate_
+    SHE WAS COMBING HER LONG TRESSES
+    SHE SLIPPED OUT OF HIS GRASP
+    A FIERCE FIGHT ENSUED
+    SPREADING HIS COAT TO THE WIND, HE SAILED MERRILY   _colour-plate_
+    SEIZED BY ONE OF THE SWARTHY RUFFIANS
+    HE PERCEIVED TINKER BELL IN HIS GLASS               _colour-plate_
+    THE PIRATE SHIP
+    "THAT MAN IS MINE!"                                 _colour-plate_
+    RIGHT INTO THE JAWS OF THE CROCODILE!
+    NURSE TO THE PAPOOSES!
+    HE WOULD LIVE IN THE KENNEL TILL HIS CHILDREN'S RETURN
+
+
+
+
+PART I EARLY DAYS
+
+
+[Illustration: music score]
+
+    LULLABY
+
+    Gold-en slum-bers kiss your eyes,
+    Smiles a-wake you when you rise, Sleep, pret-ty dar-ling,
+    do not cry, And I will sing a lul-la-by.
+
+In one of the nicest nurseries in the world there were beds for three
+young people called John Napoleon, and Wendy Moira Angela, and
+Michael, the children of Mr. and Mrs. Darling. The nursery was wide
+and airy, with a large window, and a bright fire with a high
+fire-guard round it, and a big clock, and prettily-coloured
+nursery-rhyme pictures over the walls. It was in many ways a most
+interesting household. For one thing, although there was a pretty
+little parlour-maid called Liza, the children were bathed and dressed
+by a big dog called Nana, whose kennel was kept in the nursery.
+
+On the evening on which our story begins, Nana was dozing peacefully
+by the fireside, with her head between her paws. Mr. and Mrs. Darling
+were getting ready to go out to dinner and Nana was to be left in sole
+charge of the children. Presently the clock went off with a whirr, and
+struck--one, two, three, four, five, six--time to begin to put the
+children to bed.
+
+Nana got up, and stretched herself, and carefully switched on the
+electric light. You would have been surprised to see how cleverly she
+managed to do that with her mouth. Then she turned the bedclothes
+neatly down and hung the little pyjamas over the fire-guard. She then
+trotted up to the bathroom and turned on the water; after feeling it
+with her paw to make sure that it was not too hot, she went off to
+look for Michael, who, being the youngest of the three children, must
+go to bed first. She returned immediately with him sitting astride on
+her back as though she were a pony. Michael, of course, did not want
+to be bathed, but Nana was firm and, taking him to the bathroom, shut
+the door so that he should not be in a draught. Then Mrs. Darling came
+to peep at him as he splashed about in the nice warm water.
+
+Whilst Mrs. Darling was in the nursery she heard a wee noise outside
+the window, as a tiny figure, no bigger than a little boy, tried the
+window-latch, and vanished suddenly at her cry of surprise. She flung
+the window open, but there was nothing to be seen, nothing but the dim
+roofs of the neighbouring houses, and the deep blue sky above. She
+began to frighten herself with eerie bogie tales, for the same thing
+had happened the day before, when Nana had gone to the window and shut
+it down so quickly that she had cut off the boy's shadow. Mrs. Darling
+had found it in Nana's mouth, and had carefully folded it and put it
+away. But she soon felt reassured when her children came in together
+in answer to her call. John Napoleon and Wendy were playing at their
+favourite game of being Father and Mother, and Mrs. Darling's
+beautiful face beamed with delight as she listened to them. Suddenly,
+in rushed Mr. Darling, very much excited because he could not
+fasten his evening tie (evening ties are difficult things to fasten,
+you know). Mrs. Darling easily managed that for him, and he was soon
+skipping about the room with Michael on his back, dropping him finally
+into his bed with a big "bump-ah!"----
+
+[Illustration: WITH MICHAEL SITTING ON HER BACK.]
+
+Unfortunately, in going to the bathroom, Nana accidentally brushed
+against Mr. Darling's beautifully pressed black trousers, and left
+some of her grey clinging hairs upon them. Now no grown-up person
+likes hairy trousers, so Mr. Darling was very cross with Nana, and
+spoke of dismissing her. But Mrs. Darling told him about the weird
+apparition at the window, how Nana had barked at it and shut the
+window down so fast that its shadow had been cut clean off and left
+behind. She showed him the shadow, and told him how glad she was to
+have such a treasure as Nana for a nurse. "You see how very useful
+Nana is," concluded Mrs. Darling, as the faithful dog came in with
+Michael's bottle of cough mixture. But Michael was naughty, and would
+not take it; there was a fine fuss over it, when Wendy, being a clever
+little girl, hit on a brilliant idea.
+
+"Father should take some of _his_ medicine to keep Michael company."
+
+"Very well," said Mr. Darling, "we shall see who is the braver." Two
+glasses were fetched and filled in a moment. "One, two, three," cried
+Wendy; Michael took his like a man, but Mr. Darling only pretended to,
+and quietly hid the glass behind his back. John caught him in the act:
+"Father hasn't taken his!" he cried, and Michael, seeing that he had
+been tricked, burst into a loud "Boo-hoo-oo!" Mr. Darling, to appease
+Michael, thought of what seemed to him an excellent joke. He poured
+his medicine into Nana's drinking-bowl, and when poor Nana, thinking
+that it was something nice, ran eagerly to lap it up, he roared with
+laughter to see the reproachful eyes she turned upon him. The
+children, who loved their old nurse very dearly, were terribly
+distressed as she slunk to her kennel, looking as woeful and as hurt
+in her feelings as ever a dog did. Mr. Darling, angry that they did
+not enjoy his joke in the least, coaxed Nana out of her kennel, seized
+her by the collar and dragged her off in disgrace, to be chained up in
+the yard, "the proper place for dogs," he said, in spite of the
+persuasions and pleadings of them all. Mrs. Darling comforted the
+children, kissing them very tenderly as mothers always do, tucked them
+up in their beds, sang them to sleep and, leaving the night-lights
+burning for company, crept softly out of the room to go to the
+dinner-party with Mr. Darling.
+
+Everything in the big nursery was now still and quiet. Suddenly the
+night-lights flickered, waned, and went out one by one, and there
+darted into the room a tiny ball of fire, which flitted uneasily about
+and finally vanished into a jug. Then the same slender graceful figure
+that had so startled Mrs. Darling leapt from the darkness outside the
+window. There was just one click, the window was open, and the little
+creature stepped cautiously in. He seemed to be looking for something;
+and you will easily guess that what he was looking for was his shadow.
+"Tink, where are you?" he whispered, and as then the light shone on
+the jug he went on: "Tink, do you know where they have put it?"
+
+Now this little ball of light was really a fairy girl who knew
+everything worth knowing. Most fairies do. All you could see of her
+was the little flame, but you could _hear_ her distinctly, she made a
+tinkling noise like a little silver bell, and that was why she was
+called Tinker Bell. Tinker Bell at last rested a few moments on the
+second drawer of the nursery dresser; instantly the boy ran joyfully
+to it, and pulling open the drawer snatched out his shadow neatly
+rolled up, just as Mrs. Darling had left it. He had found it
+certainly, but the next trouble was to put it on again. A happy
+thought struck him; he would stick it on with soap! Sitting on the
+hearthrug, he soaped his feet and then he soaped his shadow, but
+whichever way he soaped they would not stick together. There is no use
+in having a shadow if it will not stick to you. After trying and
+trying in vain the poor little fellow gave up the attempt, buried his
+face in his hands, and sobbed despairingly.
+
+It was then that Wendy awoke. She sat right up in bed, and, not at all
+frightened, said: "Little boy, why are you crying?"
+
+The elfin creature sprang to his feet, and taking off his cap, bowed
+very politely. Wendy curtsied in return, though she found it a
+difficult thing to do in bed.
+
+"What's your name?" asked the little boy.
+
+"Wendy Moira Angela Darling. What's yours?"
+
+"Peter Pan."
+
+"Where do you live?"
+
+"Second turning to the right, and straight on till morning."
+
+This seemed to Wendy a very funny address, but she was all sympathy
+when she heard that Peter had no mother. No wonder he was crying! But
+that was not the reason for Peter's tears; he was crying because he
+could not get his shadow to stick on. This made Wendy smile, and she
+emphatically declared that soap was no good. It must be sewn on.
+
+"Shall I do it for you?" she suggested, and, jumping out of bed to get
+her work-basket, she set to work at once. It hurts a good deal to have
+a shadow sewn on to your feet, but Peter bore it bravely. It was the
+right thing to do, for the shadow held on beautifully, and Peter was
+so delighted that he danced up and down the nursery watching it making
+patterns on the floor as he flung his arms and legs about.
+
+"Oh! the cleverness of me!" cried Peter, overcome with joy, and he
+crowed with pleasure, for all the world just as a cock would crow.
+
+"You conceit," exclaimed Wendy indignantly, "of course _I_ did
+nothing!"
+
+"Oh! you did a little!"
+
+"A little! If I am no use I can at least withdraw," she said, jumping
+back into bed and covering her head in a dignified way with the
+bedclothes.
+
+"Oh! Wendy, please don't withdraw," Peter exclaimed in great distress.
+"I can't help crowing when I'm pleased with myself. One girl is more
+use than twenty boys."
+
+This was rather clever of Peter, and at these sensible words Wendy got
+up again. She even offered to give Peter a kiss if he liked. Peter
+looked puzzled, but seeing the thimble on Wendy's finger he thought
+she meant to give him that, and held out his hand for it. Now Wendy
+saw at a glance that the poor boy did not even know what a kiss
+was, but being a nice little girl of motherly disposition, she did not
+hurt his feelings by laughing at him, but simply placed the thimble on
+his finger.
+
+[Illustration: THE SHADOW HELD ON BEAUTIFULLY]
+
+Peter admired the thimble very much. "Shall I give you a kiss?" he
+asked and, jerking a button off his coat, solemnly presented it to
+her.
+
+Wendy at once fastened it on a chain which she wore round her neck,
+and, forgetting the puzzle in his mind, she once more asked him for a
+kiss.
+
+Immediately he returned the thimble. "Oh! I didn't mean a _kiss_, I
+meant a thimble!"
+
+"What's that?" he asked.
+
+"It's like this," replied Wendy, and gently kissed his cheek.
+
+[Illustration: WENDY GENTLY KISSED HIS CHEEK.]
+
+"Oh!" cried Peter, "how nice!" and he began to give her _thimbles_ in
+return, and ever afterwards he called a kiss a thimble, and a thimble
+a kiss.
+
+"But Peter, how old are you?" continued Wendy.
+
+"I don't know, but quite young. I ran away the day I was born."
+
+"Ran away--why?"
+
+"Because I heard my father and mother talking about what I was to be
+when I became a man. I don't want to be a man. I want always to be a
+little boy and have fun. So I ran away and lived among the fairies."
+
+Wendy was almost speechless with delight at the thought of sitting
+beside a boy who knew fairies, and after a minute said: "Peter, do you
+really know fairies?"
+
+"Yes, but they're nearly all dead now. You see, Wendy, when the first
+baby laughed for the first time, its laugh broke into a thousand
+pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the
+beginning of fairies. And now, whenever a new baby is born, its
+first laugh becomes a fairy. So there ought to be a fairy for every
+little boy and girl, but there isn't. You see children know such a lot
+now. They soon won't believe in fairies, and whenever a child says: 'I
+don't believe in fairies,' there's a fairy somewhere that falls down
+dead."
+
+Peter suddenly looked about the room, as though he were searching for
+something. Tinker Bell had disappeared! Before he could grow anxious,
+however, a tinkling of bells was heard, and Peter, who knew the fairy
+language, of course understood it. He pulled open the drawer in which
+his shadow had been hidden, and out sprang Tinker Bell, very angry
+with him for shutting her up accidentally in the drawer. She skipped
+about the room, but Wendy gave such a cry of delight that Tink was
+frightened and hid behind the clock.
+
+"But Peter," continued Wendy, "if you don't live with the fairies,
+where do you live?"
+
+"I live with the Lost Boys."
+
+"Who are they?"
+
+"Why, they are the children who fall out of their perambulators when
+their nurses are looking the other way. If they are not claimed within
+seven days, they are sent far away to the Never-Never-Never Land to
+defray expenses. I'm their Captain."
+
+"Oh! what fun! But, Peter, why did you come to our nursery window?"
+
+Peter told her that he came to listen to the lovely stories Wendy's
+mother related to her children, for the Lost Boys had no mothers, and
+no one to tell them any stories. He also told her how he led them
+against their enemies, the pirates and the wolves, and how they
+enjoyed bathing in the Lagoon, where beautiful mermaids sang and swam
+all day long.
+
+"I must go back now," he went on, "the boys will be anxious to hear
+the end of the story about the Prince and the Glass Slipper. I told
+them as much as I knew, and they're longing to hear the rest."
+
+Wendy begged him to stay.
+
+"I'll tell you lots more," she promised, "ever so many stories if
+you'll only stay."
+
+"Come, Wendy!" exclaimed Peter, struck with a new idea. "You can tell
+us all the stories there, and darn our clothes, and tuck us in at
+night. None of us has ever been tucked in. All the boys long for a
+mother. Oh, Wendy, do come!"
+
+It was a tempting idea to Wendy, but a sudden thought came across her
+mind. "Peter, I can't! Think of Mummy! Besides, I can't fly."
+
+"I'll teach you, Wendy."
+
+This was too much for her. "Peter, will you teach John and Michael to
+fly as well?"
+
+"Yes, if you like."
+
+So John and Michael were awakened, and directly they heard that there
+were pirates in the Never-Never-Never Land they began to clamour to go
+at once. They watched Peter fly about the room, and tried to imitate
+him, flapping their arms clumsily at first like unfledged birds, and
+flopping about all over the place.
+
+"That will never do," Peter said, "I must blow the fairy dust on you.
+Now waggle your shoulders as I do."
+
+So they tried, and found that they could fly; just a little at first,
+from the bed to the floor and back again; then over the bed and across
+the room, and then, as they grew braver, almost as freely and easily
+as Peter himself.
+
+"Tink, lead the way!" called Peter, and the fairy shot out like a
+little star. None of the children had time to put on their day
+clothes, but John snatched his top hat as he flew out of the window,
+followed by Michael. Peter Pan held Wendy's hand, and away they
+floated into the dark blue depths of the starry night.
+
+A minute afterwards Mrs. Darling, who had just returned from the
+party, rushed into the nursery with Nana at her heels, for Nana had
+been anxious about her charges, and had just succeeded in breaking
+her chain. But it was too late. The children were already on their way
+to the Never-Never-Never Land.
+
+[Illustration: AWAY THEY FLOATED]
+
+[Illustration: piano score: THE ARRIVAL OF WENDY ]
+
+
+
+
+PART II THE NEVER-NEVER-NEVER LAND
+
+
+Far away in the Never-Never-Never Land the Lost Boys lived in the
+depths of the forest, on the banks of a lake now covered with ice. The
+trees were bare without their summer dress, and wolves prowled and
+howled in the distance, and wild beasts snarled in the undergrowth,
+and Pirates sailed villainously up the lake, and Red Indians, who were
+friends of the boys, lived secretly in their wigwams hidden in the
+glades of the woods.
+
+The Lost Boys, who, in their fur coats, looked more like bears than
+boys, were anxiously awaiting Peter's return. There were six of them:
+Slightly Soiled, the eldest; then came Tootles, and Nibs, and Curly,
+and the Twins, who were so much alike that one name did for both of
+them, so each was called Twin. They lived like moles under the ground,
+for fear of the Pirates and the wolves. Each one had a special
+staircase hollowed in a tree-trunk, so that they could easily run down
+among the roots of the trees into their home. They were playing about
+happily, although they were beginning to be a little anxious that
+Peter was so long away. Slightly was tootling on a whistle, and
+dancing quite merrily, with an ostrich for partner (a queer companion,
+you will say), when suddenly the gruff voices of the Pirates were
+heard. Nibs, who was very brave, slipped away through the trees to
+scout, but the others had only just time to scuttle down the stairs in
+the hollow trees before the big ugly buccaneers came tramping up,
+hauling their captain, who was sitting in state upon a sledge.
+
+[Illustration: SLIGHTLY WAS DANCING MERRILY WITH AN OSTRICH.]
+
+You could not imagine a more dreadful-looking villain than that man
+was. His name was James Hook, and it suited him! He had two most
+evil-looking black eyes, his face was seamed with lines which seemed
+to express his wicked thoughts, his hideous chin, all unshaven, was as
+black as ink and as prickly as a furze-bush, his hair was long and
+black, and it hung around his face in greasy curls. He was singing a
+horrible song about himself, keeping time by swinging in the air the
+gruesome stump of his right arm, on which a double iron-pronged hook
+was fixed instead of a hand. Hence his name. That man was the most
+wicked pirate who ever lived! He simply wallowed in wickedness! Even
+his own crew dreaded him; and they were as bad as could be! So no
+wonder the Lost Boys darted like rabbits to their cave.
+
+Now Captain Hook most of all wanted to find Peter Pan, for it was
+Peter who, a long time before, in an encounter between the Pirates and
+the Lost Boys, had cut off his right arm and flung it to a passing
+crocodile. The crocodile had liked the taste of it so much that ever
+since he had wandered from land to land and from sea to sea licking
+his lips for the rest of the Captain.
+
+The Captain had naturally some reason for hating Peter, for he had a
+dreadful time in eluding the pursuit of the voracious crocodile, but
+still the beast dogged his footsteps, and followed him on and on and
+on by land and sea wherever he went. The Captain only got a start when
+the crocodile was asleep, and with that and a swift ship he had
+managed so far to escape. It was an awful life!
+
+Fortunately for Hook, the crocodile had once, in an ill-advised
+moment, swallowed an alarum clock (one of those patent
+ninety-nine-years clocks, warranted to go any time, anywhere and
+anyhow). Go it did, and it ticked so loudly that the Captain could
+always hear it coming, and it was the signal for him to bolt!
+
+Hook sat down on one of the enormous forest mushrooms (in the
+Never-Never-Never Land mushrooms grow to a gigantic size) to
+deliberate about his mode of revenge. He was in the middle of a
+torrent of braggings and boastings when he felt his seat getting not
+only warm, but much too warm, and little wonder in that, for when he
+furiously leapt up he found that he had really been sitting on a
+chimney of the underground home which Peter had cleverly disguised.
+He realised at once that the Lost Boys must be living in safety down
+below.
+
+Very soon he had a wicked, treacherous plan settled. He determined to
+cook a huge rich cake, with beautiful green icing and a poisoned
+inside. He was sure that the Lost Boys, who had no mother to look
+after them, would eat it greedily, and die with awful pains inside.
+Smee, as the Captain's wily lieutenant was called, was overjoyed at
+this plan, and chuckled loudly.
+
+"Shake hands on't," said Hook, but Smee did not want to, and begged to
+be excused.
+
+[Illustration: "THE CROCODILE! THE CROCODILE!"]
+
+"Paw, Smee, paw," said the Captain in an awful voice, so Smee had to
+take the horrid hook in his hand, and they both danced round while
+Hook sang with diabolical grimaces:
+
+    "Yo ho, yo ho, when I say 'Paw'
+      By fear they're overtook;
+    Naught's left upon your bones when you
+      Have shaken hands with Hook."
+
+Just as he was gloating over his pleasant scheme a queer sound was
+heard, like a corncrake coming nearer and nearer through a barley
+field. "Tick, tack, tick, tack, tick, tack."
+
+"The Crocodile! the Crocodile!" the Pirate Captain yelled, and in a
+moment was flying for his life.
+
+The Pirates had scarcely disappeared in the depths of the forest when
+the Indians crept silently up in pursuit of them. Tiger Lily, their
+chieftainess, was at their head, now running swiftly under the trees,
+now listening with her ear to the ground, to know where her enemies
+had gone. For, like Tinker Bell and Wendy, she loved Peter Pan, and
+his enemies were her enemies.
+
+The Redskins slid along, following the Pirates with steps as quiet as
+those of a beetle crawling through the grass. They soon passed far out
+of sight, and then, one by one, the Lost Boys peeped from their
+tree-trunks and, seeing that all was quiet, came out again to their
+playground in the woods.
+
+[Illustration: THE INDIANS CREPT SILENTLY UP]
+
+But their safety did not last for long. A fierce barking of wolves was
+heard, and Nibs, who had gone off by himself, rushed, quite out of
+breath, into the midst of the Boys, closely pursued by a pack of lean
+and hungry wolves with glittering fiery eyes. What were the Lost Boys
+to do in this terrible plight, when their leader was far away?
+Fortunately, one of them remembered Peter's plan. Whenever he was
+attacked by wild beasts Peter used to run at them backwards, jumping
+along the ground, squinting at them through his legs. The Lost Boys
+did this all together, and really, it was so astonishing that the
+wolves fled with terrified howls to the thickets where they lived.[1]
+
+    [1] This is a good way of scaring away mad bulls and wild
+    animals, but it is always safer to practise on cows or in the
+    Zoo _first_.
+
+Then Nibs told the Boys how he had seen the loveliest white bird you
+could imagine.
+
+"It was flying this way," he said, "it looked so wearied, and as it
+flew it moaned 'Poor Wendy'."
+
+"Are you sure it was a bird?" they asked.
+
+Nibs was quite sure, and almost at once they saw Wendy flying through
+the trees in her white nightgown. Tinker Bell was by her side, darting
+at her, and telling the Boys that Peter wanted her shot, for Tinker
+was rather a bad little fairy sometimes. She said this because she
+was jealous of Wendy, since Peter and Wendy had kissed each other.
+
+Instantly, Tootles seized his bow and arrow, and shot at the bird, as
+he thought, and she fell fainting to the ground.
+
+At once the Boys saw that she was no bird, but a little girl, and
+perhaps the very mother whom Peter had promised to bring them. They
+were very frightened, and soon were sure that they had done a dreadful
+thing, for Peter came flying down with John and Michael, and
+immediately inquired after Wendy.
+
+"She flew this way, haven't you seen her?" he asked.
+
+"Yes," said Tootles, and pointed to her as she lay motionless on the
+ground.
+
+Peter bent over her and took the arrow, and, in his anger, would have
+killed Tootles with it, if Wendy had not stayed him by feebly moving
+her hand. Then they were all glad, for Wendy was not dead, as they
+had thought, but only stunned. The arrow had fortunately struck the
+button which Peter had given her in mistake for a kiss. Soon she was
+quite well again, but so faint and tired after her long flight through
+the air.
+
+The Boys did not know what to do. They did not like to carry her down
+into the cave, as it might not be sufficiently respectful, so they
+planned to build a house over her. Only they did not know what kind of
+house to build.
+
+Then Wendy sang in her half-sleep the kind of house she wanted:
+
+[Illustration: music]
+
+    I wish I had a dar-ling house, The litt-lest ev-er
+    seen. With fun-ny lit-tle red walls, And roof of mos-sy green;
+
+and the Boys fetched logs out of the forest, and a grate and a rug
+from the underground cave, and built a beautiful home for her out of
+wood, and tarpaulin, and make-believe. They made a chimney out of
+John's tall hat, which he had been Londony enough to bring with him,
+and they made a splendid knocker out of the sole of one of Tootles'
+boots.
+
+When it was finished--it was built round Wendy as she lay on the
+ground--Peter knocked solemnly at the door, and Wendy opened it and
+came out, very pleased and happy. The Lost Boys knelt before her, and
+begged her to be their Mother, and tuck them in at night-time, and
+tell them stories before they went to bed. She said that she was not
+quite sure if she could, but she would do her best, if only Peter
+would be Father, and that now, if they liked to come in, she would
+tell them the story of Cinderella.
+
+[Illustration: THE LOST BOYS KNELT BEFORE HER.]
+
+In they bundled, one after the other, to listen to the tale. And they
+were so big, and the house was so small, that they must have been
+packed like sardines inside. But a sort of cosy feeling like that was,
+I expect, just what they wanted, and they were very happy.
+
+The evening fell softly down on the forest, and the shadows rose, so
+that everything was dark and still, save for the occasional baying of
+a wolf. Lights were lit in the little house, and at last, when it was
+quite night, Peter came out with his sword, and walked up and down
+like a sentry, to guard the new little mother he had brought for the
+Lost Boys.
+
+
+
+
+PART III THE MERMAIDS' LAGOON
+
+
+[Illustration: SHE WAS COMBING HER LONG TRESSES]
+
+One fine summer evening Peter, with Wendy and their little
+family, went down to the Lagoon where the Mermaids lived. The
+Never-Never-Never Land, as you see, is full of the most strange and
+interesting creatures; some of them dreadful, like the Pirates,
+wolves, and crocodiles; others, like the fairies and the mermaids,
+altogether beautiful and charming. Wendy and her brothers, who had
+never seen a real mermaid with a tail, were very much excited, and, as
+luck would have it, just as they arrived at the lagoon, one of them,
+seated on a rock, was combing her long tresses, on which the sunlight
+gleamed, until they shone like a mixture of gold and bronze, for they
+had a beautiful greenish tinge. As she combed her hair she sang such a
+wonderful melody that the boys longed to catch her. They instantly
+dashed into the water, but with a piercing cry of "Mortals!" the
+Mermaid dived out of their reach into the lowest depths.
+
+"But look! here is another little mermaid! Surely we can catch her!"
+said John Napoleon Darling, and he very nearly did. Mermaids, however,
+are hard to catch, and when caught, are still harder to hold. John
+succeeded in getting the little sprite in his hands but, wriggling
+like an eel, she slipped out of his grasp. Breathless with
+excitement, the whole band of children clambered on to the rocks, when
+all at once a cry went up: "The Pirates!" Sure enough a boat was
+approaching, and in it were seated the two pirate lieutenants, Smee
+and Starkey. The boys were already swimming to the shore as fast as
+they could, when to his horror Peter recognised Tiger Lily sitting in
+the stern, tightly bound with ropes. In a flash he guessed what was
+their intention. The wretches meant to leave her, all bound as she
+was, upon the rock, until the tide came up and drowned her.
+
+[Illustration: SHE SLIPPED OUT OF HIS GRASP]
+
+Determined to save her, Peter thought of a clever trick. Imitating the
+wicked Captain's voice he called out: "Cut her bonds and let her go!"
+The effect was marvellous: the astonished buccaneers, fearing to
+disobey their Captain, instantly released Tiger Lily, who leapt into
+the water and swam towards the boys.
+
+The Pirates had turned and were rowing back, when they saw Hook
+swimming towards them, and learnt from him how they had been duped.
+Horribly enraged, he chased them out of the boat, leaving them to swim
+back to the ship as best they might, while he himself set about
+recapturing Tiger Lily.
+
+But the Pirates once safely out of the way, Peter and his friends went
+back to the rock to attack the Captain, who was now single-handed. A
+fierce fight ensued, Hook using his iron prong to some purpose on poor
+Peter, while the boys, seizing Hook's boat, rowed off with Tiger Lily
+in it. At last, finding himself outdone, the Captain gave up the
+fight, and in all haste swam back to his ship.
+
+[Illustration: A FIERCE FIGHT ENSUED]
+
+Peter, left alone on the rock with Wendy, found her so exhausted that
+she could neither swim nor fly any farther. With difficulty he managed
+to help her to a firm footing, but the tide was rising, and they
+were both in great danger. As he watched the water silently creeping
+nearer, Peter almost despaired. But all at once a large kite came
+flying slowly over the lagoon. In a second Peter had seized its tail
+and, binding it tightly round Wendy, he sent her sailing away in
+safety, bravely calling, "Good-bye Wendy!" until she was out of sight.
+
+Then indeed, as the tide rose steadily, Peter was in great peril. The
+water reached his feet, and he was beginning to think it would be a
+"tremendous adventure to die," when who should come sailing by but a
+great sea-bird on its nest, which had been blown off the cliffs by the
+rising storm. "Hurrah!" cried Peter, "there's a lovely boat for me!"
+and chasing the bird off, in he stepped, curled himself round and,
+spreading out his coat to the wind, sailed swiftly and merrily after
+Wendy.
+
+[Illustration: SPREADING HIS COAT TO THE WIND, HE SAILED MERRILY.]
+
+
+
+
+PART IV THE UNDERGROUND HOME
+
+
+The days passed merrily in the underground home, where Wendy was the
+sweetest little mother, and Peter the bravest father you could ever
+have found anywhere. The cave was large and roomy, and the rocks out
+of which it was hollowed were of a deep brown colour. There was a fine
+large fireplace, and overhead, near the ceiling, were hung baskets and
+fishing-tackle and all sorts of things likely to be useful to
+cave-dwellers.
+
+Wendy had not been long there before she had improved the home and
+made it as comfortable as her own nursery. It is wonderful what
+clever girls can do, even with the poorest materials. There was now a
+huge bed for all the Boys, and a basket for Michael, because he was
+the littlest and because a cradle is such a homely thing to have about
+the house. And in a corner of the room, hidden behind a tiny crimson
+curtain, there was a wee little room for Tinker Bell, daintily
+furnished to suit the tastes of girl fairy. There were stools made of
+mushrooms for the Boys, and two comfortable chairs made of pumpkins,
+where Peter and Wendy could sit in state, as was fitting the father
+and mother of the little family.
+
+One Saturday night, Wendy and the Boys were all downstairs together,
+waiting for Peter to come back from a hunting expedition. Outside, the
+faithful Tiger Lily and her Red Indian band were keeping guard against
+the Pirates.
+
+Presently the crackling of branches indicated Peter's approach through
+the underwood. Tiger Lily sprang up to meet him, and the Lost Boys ran
+to the tree-trunk stairways to welcome him on his return. He was the
+best of fathers; and never forgot to be a little boy, for he had
+filled his pockets with fruit for the boys who had been good, and he
+let them rummage through and through his coat like rats in a corn
+sack.
+
+Then he turned towards Wendy, who was very busy mending the children's
+socks by the fireside. She looked very charming in her pretty brown
+frock the colour of autumn leaves, with scarlet berries in her hair,
+and she made Peter very happy as they exchanged thimbles and talked
+over the boys and their doings as if they had really been their father
+and mother. When the children clamoured for a dance, Peter even said
+that he was too old for such a game, and that his old bones would
+simply rattle, and Wendy also thought that the mother of such an
+armful could not go skipping about with her children. So Peter sang
+"Sally in our Alley," which song Wendy thought no one else in all the
+world could sing so sweetly as the darling of her heart, while the
+others danced pillow dances, and bolster dances, and turned
+somersaults on the beds, and did all the other jolly and lively things
+that everyone wants to do just about bedtime, when one ought to be
+thinking of going to sleep.
+
+At last they quietened down for Wendy to tell them just one more story
+before they were tucked in for the night. They clustered eagerly
+round, interrupting every sentence, as children always do, even the
+best of them, while Wendy told her story. And the story somehow seemed
+familiar to John, and Michael, and Peter, for it was the tale of Mr.
+and Mrs. Darling, poor dears, who had lost their children one winter
+night; and how sad they were about it, how lonely they felt, and how
+the nursery window would always be kept open, ready for the children,
+if ever they should come flying home again.
+
+When she had finished, Peter stood up sadly. "No, Wendy," he said, "I
+thought so once, but you cannot be sure that the window will be kept
+open. When I went back to my mother, the window was barred, and there
+was another little boy sleeping in my cradle." At that thought, Wendy
+started up with a look of horror in her face: "Perhaps by this time,
+Mother may be in half-mourning," she exclaimed, and John and Michael
+felt they dared not stay another moment in the Never-Never-Never Land.
+
+What would they do if they were too late in coming back, and found
+other children in their beds, other children being bathed and dressed
+by Nana? They must go home at once.
+
+The Boys crowded round Wendy, imploring her not to leave them, but she
+was firm. Not only would she return with John and Michael, but she
+would take all the Boys with her, for her mother to adopt. The Boys,
+as soon as they heard themselves invited to come too, were as happy as
+larks. For now each of them would have a true mother in Mrs. Darling,
+and would live in a house like other boys. In a moment they were
+packing their baby clothes, and were ready to start on their journey.
+
+Peter alone refused. He was miserable at the thought of losing Wendy,
+but he couldn't consent to grow old and have a beard, as he knew he
+must do if he left the Never-Never-Never Land. Never, never, could he
+do that! There was nothing for him, then, but to stay behind. Wendy
+was as careful as a little mother in pouring out Peter's medicine, and
+made him promise faithfully to take it every night.
+
+But suddenly there was a stamping overhead, and banging and a
+clashing, and a shouting, and a sound of heavy people wrestling and
+struggling to and fro. The Pirates had taken the Red Indians by
+surprise. The children heard the fighting, and listened like mice to
+the squalling of cats, as frightened as could be, while Peter waited
+with his sword. The battle was very soon over. The Redskins were
+beaten and ran like hares, or crawled dangerously wounded into the
+thickets. The triumphant Pirates were left victorious, though a little
+out of breath, close above the children's heads.
+
+Hook, their captain, more wicked-looking than ever, listened at the
+mushroom chimney. "If the Indians have won," Peter was saying,
+"they'll beat the tom-tom."
+
+"Aha!" thought Hook, and he picked up a tom-tom that one of the flying
+Indians had left behind, and sounded it loudly; "rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub,
+dub, dub, dub."
+
+"Hurrah!" shouted the children down below. "An Indian victory!"
+
+"All will be safe," said Peter. "You may go now! Tink will show you
+the way," and bidding a hurried good-bye to Peter, away they all
+went up the stairways in the tree-trunks, out into the forest.
+
+The Pirates were ready for them. As each child came above the ground,
+he was seized by one of the swarthy ruffians who stood waiting. One by
+one, and silently, they were captured and flung into boats and
+transported to the pirate ship, which had anchored in the lake close
+by.
+
+[Illustration: SEIZED BY ONE OF THE SWARTHY RUFFIANS]
+
+Everything had been done so quietly that Peter was quite unaware of
+his friends' sad fate. He only knew that he was all alone, that Wendy
+had left him, and that she, and Michael, and John, and all the Lost
+Boys who had been his companions were on their way from the
+Never-Never-Never Land to the country of the ordinary people who wear
+tall hats and tail-coats as soon as they are old enough, and grow up
+one after the other. Poor Peter threw himself on his bed and sobbed
+himself to sleep.
+
+Hook was still lurking about, for the one thing that annoyed him most
+was that Peter had not left the cave with the rest, and was as yet
+safe.
+
+But in his wicked heart a wicked scheme had already risen by which he
+hoped to kill his enemy. He had carefully listened to Wendy's last
+words: "Be sure and take your medicine, Peter." Here was the Captain's
+last chance. Creeping down to the door of the cave, he stretched his
+long arm round the ledge just inside, and poured a few drops of deadly
+poison into the glass, and, with a grin of triumph on his ugly face,
+he threw his cloak over his shoulder and stole away.
+
+"Tap, tap, tap." Somebody was knocking at the door. "Who's there?"
+asked Peter sleepily.
+
+"Tap, tap, tap."
+
+He got up and opened the door. Tinker Bell, tinkling excitedly, flew
+into the room. "The Pirates have captured them!" she tinkled, "the
+Pirates have captured them!" As Peter excitedly snatched up his sword
+and sharpened it very sharply on the grindstone, he perceived Tinker
+Bell in his glass of medicine. He soon learnt the reason, when his
+little fairy told him, in a weak voice, that it was poisoned, and that
+she had drunk the poison as the only way to save his life. It was
+indeed an act of self-sacrifice; for too well did Tink know how much
+Peter loved Wendy, and that no warning of hers would prevent him from
+keeping his promise.
+
+Poor Tinker Bell was dying, and die she would have done were it not
+that Peter, in a frenzy of grief and with tears in his eyes, made this
+passionate appeal to all children: "Do you believe in fairies? If you
+do, clap your hands, and that will save poor Tinker Bell." As his cry
+rang round the world, there came an echo of sound as of millions of
+little hands clapping, as if all the children throughout the world
+knew suddenly that of course they believed in fairies.
+
+The result was magical. Tinker Bell was saved; her light, which had
+been getting fainter and fainter, grew brighter and brighter again;
+the merry sound of tinkling (her way of speaking to Peter) which had
+almost become inaudible, now grew stronger and stronger. She was once
+more the bright little fairy that escorted Peter to the Darling
+nursery, and again, under her guidance, Peter set forth to rescue the
+Boys and Wendy.
+
+[Illustration: HE PERCEIVED TINKER BELL IN HIS GLASS.]
+
+
+
+
+PART V THE PIRATE SHIP
+
+
+The pirate ship was a terribly evil-looking craft with its painted
+sails, its heavy tarred cordage, and its flag with the skull and
+crossbones upon it, flapping grimly at the stern. The poor children
+were at once driven into the dark and dirty hold, while Hook walked
+the deck, rubbing his hands and chuckling to himself to think that at
+last he had them in his power.
+
+"Are all the prisoners chained so that they can't fly away?" he asked
+Smee, who was very busy at his sewing-machine.
+
+"Aye, aye, Captain," answered Smee.
+
+"Then hoist them up," shouted the Captain.
+
+He seated himself on a chair covered with a white bearskin, waiting
+while the Boys, whose wrists were chained together, were dragged out
+of the hold and brought before him. Six of them, he said, were to walk
+the plank at once, but he would save any two who were willing to be
+cabin boys. The children were not at first sure what walking the plank
+meant, but Hook soon enlightened them by roaring out a song in
+explanation.
+
+[Illustration: music]
+
+    Yo ho! yo ho! the fris-ky plank, you walk a-long it
+    so-- Till it goes down and you goes down to too-ral loo-ral lo--
+
+he sang, waving his hook to show how, when the plank tipped, they
+would be shot into the water and drowned.
+
+[Illustration: THE PIRATE SHIP]
+
+Turning towards John Napoleon Darling he shouted: "You look as if you
+had some pluck in you!" John hesitated. In his schoolboy days he had
+always thought a pirate's life very attractive, so stepping forward,
+he said: "Will you call me Red-handed Jack?" The Captain laughed with
+delight, and promised to give him that name if he joined the crew.
+Then Michael went up to him and slapped him on the shoulder. "What
+will you call _me_ if I join?" he asked. "Black-Bearded Joe," answered
+the Captain, and until another question arose Michael was much
+pleased. The cabin boys were told that they must of course swear "Down
+with King George!" and to this neither boy would consent. John and
+Michael were then pushed on one side and told that their doom was
+sealed, while Hook shouted, "Bring up their mother."
+
+In a moment Wendy was dragged from the hold, and when the Boys rushed
+to protect her they were pulled back, leaving her standing alone,
+looking very frightened but pretty in her brown dress, with a long
+brown cloak wrapped round her. Hook asked her if she had any last
+message for her sons who were about to die. Wendy spoke beautifully to
+the Boys, telling them she was sure their real mothers would wish them
+to die like English gentlemen. Her courage so inspired the children
+that they all cried they would do what their mothers wished. Upon
+this, Wendy was cruelly tied to the mast whilst Hook's orders were
+being carried out.
+
+But, just as the Boys' fate seemed determined, something happened to
+change Hook's glee into terror. "Tick! tick! ter-ick, tick, tick!" he
+heard, and at the dreaded sound he yelled: "The crocodile! hide me,
+hide me!" In abject fear he rushed to a corner of the ship while his
+men crowded round him, intent only upon shielding their captain from
+the jaws of the monster. The Boys, too, waited breathless with horror,
+until with sudden relief and rapture they saw not the crocodile but
+their beloved captain Peter Pan appearing over the ship's side. In one
+hand, at arm's length, he held an alarum clock, the ticking of which
+had made Hook believe that the crocodile was upon him.
+
+Making a sign to his friends, Peter dashed into the cabin, unseen by
+the Pirates, and shut the door. The ticking ceased directly, and
+Hook's terror vanished.
+
+Returning to his dreadful purpose he cried: "Now here's to Johnny
+Plank!" Again he began to sing, "Yo ho, yo ho, the frisky plank," but
+the Boys, filled with hope and excitement, drowned his voice by
+singing "Rule, Britannia," and just as the Pirate was about to vent
+his rage upon them he was silenced by a shrill and piercing
+cock's-crow from the cabin.
+
+Struck motionless with terror, the crew looked to their Captain for
+some explanation, who ordered Gecco, one of his men, to enter the
+cabin and see what was the matter. Hook waited, but Gecco did not
+return, and once again was heard the awful mysterious crowing.
+"Someone must bring me out that doodledoo," roared the Captain, and,
+as no one volunteered, "I thought I heard Starkey volunteer," he said,
+pointing his hook at Starkey. Mad with terror of the hook as well as
+of the uncanny creature in the cabin, Starkey rushed wildly round the
+deck, and finally, to escape both, flung himself overboard.
+
+Furious at this mutinous behaviour, Hook shouted, "I'll bring that
+doodledoo out myself," but he had no better success, and came rushing
+back in a cowardly fashion, saying: "Something blew out the light."
+
+A happy idea now struck him. "Drive the Boys in--let them fight the
+doodledoo--if they kill him so much the better, if he kills them we're
+none the worse."
+
+This, of course, was just what the children wanted, but, concealing
+their delight, they allowed themselves to be driven into the cabin. In
+the meantime, all the Pirates huddled together, hiding their faces.
+Sailors, you know, are very superstitious, and they all thought the
+ship was bewitched. So terrified were they that no one saw Peter steal
+out, followed by the Boys, who crept silently up the ladder to the
+higher deck. No one saw Peter cut the ropes which bound Wendy, and
+take her place at the mast, and cover his face with the brown cloak
+she had left, while Wendy joined the Boys.
+
+"It's the girl!" cried Hook, "there's never luck on a pirate ship with
+a woman aboard; let's throw her over." All the men knew that their
+Captain was right, and one of the Pirates started up and shook his
+fist at the brown-robed figure at the mast. "There's nothing can save
+you now, Missy," he cried. "There is one," came a ringing voice, and
+the brown cloak was flung aside and there stood Peter Pan. "Down,
+Boys, and at them," he shouted, and with a rush the Boys, armed with
+weapons which Peter had found and given them in the cabin, swarmed
+down upon the lower deck. The Pirates believed that all the Boys had
+been slain by the mysterious doodledoo, and were panic-stricken as
+they saw them with swords and daggers. Some of the crew rushed to the
+bulwarks and leapt overboard; others with their knives fell upon the
+Boys, while Hook backed into the cabin fighting for his life. "Put
+up your knives, Boys, that man is mine!" cried Peter, pointing to
+Hook. The Boys turned their attention to the remaining members of the
+pirate crew, who were one by one forced into the sea, while the two
+mortal enemies appeared at the cabin door closed in deadly combat.
+Each was determined to kill the other. Step by step Hook was driven
+back to the side of the ship. He felt himself weakening. In despair he
+cried out: "'Tis some fiend fighting me! Who are you, Pan?"
+
+[Illustration: "THAT MAN IS MINE!"]
+
+"I'm youth!" cried Peter, "I'm a little bird that has broken out of
+the egg. I'm youth! I'm joy!"
+
+With that he wrenched Hook's sword from him and pushed him into the
+sea, right into the jaws of the waiting crocodile, who caught him at
+last.
+
+[Illustration: RIGHT INTO THE JAWS OF THE CROCODILE]
+
+The Boys burst into ringing cheers as they and Wendy crowded round
+their hero, who stood like a conquering Napoleon while the pirate flag
+was lowered.
+
+
+THE FATE OF THE PIRATES
+
+All the pirates save two, Smee and Starkey, jumped into the sea and
+were drowned.
+
+Smee, the Irish Pirate, who was not so wicked as the rest of the crew,
+managed to swim ashore, and subsequently became a reformed character
+and a brave sailor in His Majesty's Fleet.
+
+Starkey, who had never shed blood, but had been guilty of many cruel
+deeds, was captured by the Redskins and led a miserable life, for
+Great Big Little White Panther, the Indian chief, compelled him to act
+as nurse to the papooses of the tribe--a sad come-down for a pirate!
+
+[Illustration: NURSE TO THE PAPOOSES!]
+
+
+
+
+PART VI HOME, SWEET HOME
+
+
+But at home in the Darling household all this time there was deep
+sorrow. Mr. Darling, as a punishment to himself for taking their
+guardian Nana away, had vowed that he would live in the kennel till
+his children's return. For months now he had lived in it, and had been
+carried to business in it every morning, much to the disgust of the
+prim little housemaid Liza. Mr. Darling had become quite a celebrity,
+and great ladies, leaders of society, found him so interesting and
+touching, that they all cried out as he passed by, "Oh, do come to
+dinner at our house, do come in the kennel!" All the newspapers had
+asked him to write the cricket and football news for them, and his
+picture postcards were to be seen in every shop window.
+
+But it happened one evening, when he returned from business, carried
+as usual in the kennel, he was taken up to the now desolate nursery,
+where Mrs. Darling spent most of her time mourning for her lost
+children, while the faithful Nana tried in vain to cheer her up.
+"George, George, I believe you are beginning to _like_ that kennel,"
+she said reproachfully, as he crawled out. He denied the charge,
+however, and tried to comfort Mrs. Darling, who never for one moment
+forgot the little empty beds and the silence and cheerlessness of the
+nursery. Then he left her, and sitting down by the fire, Mrs. Darling
+was alone with her sad thoughts.
+
+[Illustration: HE WOULD LIVE IN THE KENNEL TILL HIS CHILDREN'S
+RETURN]
+
+Scarcely, however, had she closed her eyes when three little figures
+flew in at the window and nestled cosily in their beds. Then softly
+Wendy called to her mother. But when Mrs. Darling looked round she
+simply couldn't believe that the children were really there. So many
+times before she had dreamt of their return, that it was not till they
+all three crowded round her that she realised that they had indeed
+come home. Oh! what joy to feel once more those dear faces, cool and
+fresh from the flight through the night air, pressed against hers, hot
+with tears; to hear once more the sound of those sweet voices as they
+all talked at once. At last, when she was a little calm, Wendy began
+telling her about Peter Pan and the Lost Boys, who with Peter Pan
+himself were all waiting outside. Directly Mrs. Darling saw them, and
+heard that they had no mothers, she instantly adopted them all. Though
+the house would be rather crowded, she could easily put up extra beds
+in the drawing-room, she said, and with a screen on her "At Home"
+days, all could be comfortably managed.
+
+The only difficulty lay with Peter. Much as at first sight he loved
+Mrs. Darling, much as he loved Wendy, he couldn't consent to grow up.
+So at last it was arranged that he should fly back alone to the
+Never-Never-Never Land, and that once a year Mrs. Darling would allow
+Wendy to go and stay with him for a whole week to do his spring
+cleaning.
+
+
+THE TREE TOPS
+
+High in the tree tops of the Never-Never-Never Land, Tinker Bell
+placed the little house that was built for Wendy. The tree tops are
+soft as velvet, and in the evening at twilight are all bejewelled
+with tiny mauve, and white, and blue lights. The mauve ones are boy
+fairies, the white, girl fairies, and the blue lights are darling
+little sillies who are not quite sure what they are.
+
+And the still air is filled with the singing of birds and the ringing
+of hundreds of little fairy bells. But the sweetest sound of all is
+the fluting of Peter Pan's pipe as he sits outside the little house
+and calls to the spring to make haste, because with the spring comes
+Wendy.
+
+[Illustration: THE END]
+
+
+
+
+
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