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What do you know about Pixie Pins?

What do you know about Pixie Pins?

What do you know about Pixie Pins?


Lightfoot was a small pixie dressmaker. She was very clever indeed, and she had even made a dress for the pixie Queen herself. She used spider's thread for her cotton, and rose petals for her material, and she trimmed her gowns and coats with twinkling dewdrops or strips of moonshine. So, you see, it was no wonder all the Little Folk came to her whenever they wanted a new party dress.
One day she had just finished a lovely dress for Princess  Peronel. It was made of two yellow rose petals and had a trimming of Kingfisher down, so it was very pretty. The Kingfisher himself had given Lightfoot the little bits of blue and green down, and he had watched her making the dress.

It was so pretty that he flew all over the place telling everyone about it.

'Lightfoot has made the loveliest gown in the world,' he cried.' It's the prettiest dress ever I saw!

Now there was a red goblin who heard him saying this, and he pricked up his big pointed ears. His little wife was always asking him for a new dress, and he wondered if he could steal the new one that Lightfoot had just made. So he followed the Kingfisher and asked him some questions.

The Kingfisher was only too pleased to tell him all about the new dress.

'Lightfoot has just finished it,' he said.' She is taking it to Princess Peronel tonight to fit it on for the last time. It is loveliest thing ever I saw!

'Which way is she going to the palace?' asked the goblin slyly.

'Oh, down Cuckoo Lane and past the big horse-chestnut tree' said the kingfisher, and off he flew, calling out his news about the lovely dress.

The goblin had found out all he wanted to know. That night he hid himself under the hedge in Cuckoo Lane and waited for Lightfoot to come by. Presently he heard her coming, humming a little song. She carried her work-bag with her, and in it she had put the new dress, her measuring tape, her box of pins and some hooks and eyes.

The red gobbling pounced out at her with a yell

She gave a frightened shriek and rushed off down the lane thinking that all the witches and goblins in the world were after her. The red goblin followed her, and poor Lightfoot began to puff and pant. Her work-bag was heavy and she did not dare to drop it, for she didn’t want it to be stolen.

She came to the horse-chestnut tree. It stood at the end of the lane, a big tree with umbrella-likes leaves. It heard Lightfoot puffing along and called to her.

'Lightfoot! What's the matter? Come, hide inside my trunk if you are frightened! There is a little hole at the bottom where a mouse lives.

Lightfoot looked for the little hole. She saw a tiny woffly nose looking out of the tree and she guessed it belonged to a mouse. So she ran to it and sure enough, there was the hole in the trunk! She squeezed thankfully into it and heard the red goblin go running past. He didn't know she had hidden in the chestnut tree.

'Lightfood stayed there until all the danger was past. She was very grateful to the tree.

'Can I do anything for you in return for your kindness to me? she asked.

'No, no; nothing!' answered the tree, and all its leaves whispered: 'No, she can't!

But the little mouse spoke in Lightfoot's ear. 'There is something you can do,' she whispered. 'You know the chestnut grows a lot of fine conkers, and warps them up in green cases. But the goblins come along and pick them each night before the conkers are ripe, and the tree never has any to throw down for the children.

Can you think of a good idea to stop the goblins picking them?

'Yes, I can!' said Lightfoot, and she took out her box of pins. 'Look, mouse! I'll stick these pins into the conker cases, head downwards, when then the goblins come to pick them they will prick their finger on the sharp pins, and will soon leave the conkers alone!

So, after Lightfoot had taken the dress to the Princess, and found that it fitter her beautifully, she flew back to the chestnut tree. She spent the whole night sticking pins head downwards into the great conker case, and she did make them prickly! And when the goblins came slinking along to steal the conkers what a shock they got! They pricked their fingers and scratched their hands terribly, and they howled in surprise and pain.

'It serves you right!' whispered the chestnut leaves in delight. "It serves you right!

And ever since then all horse-chestnut conkers have been shut up in very prickly cases to stop the golins from stealing them. Have you seen them? It's a very good idea. Isn't it?

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