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Fairy Prince and Other Stories

by Abbott Eleanor Hallowell

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Author: Abbott Eleanor Hallowell

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Fairy Prince and Other Stories is a collection of fairy tales written by a recognized American author and journalist Eleanor Hallowell Abbott(1872-1958). She was very prolific at her work as seventy five short stories and fourteen romantic stories belong to her pen. Besides, she wrote for such famous magazines as The Ladies' Home Journal and Harper's Monthly magazine. Fairy Prince and Other Stories was published for the first time in 1922 and since then many generations of readers have been fascinated with the purity, kindness and strength. The book is not only interesting for children but as well for their parents. Among other works of Eleanor Hallowell Abbott it is possible to find the following: The Sicka- Bed Lady (1911), Molly Make-Believe (1912), The White Linen Nurse (1913), Little Eve Edgarton (1914), The Indiscreet Letter (1915), The Stingy Receiver (1917), The Ne'er-Do-Much (1918), Old-Dad (1919), Peace on Earth, Good-Will to Dogs (1920), and Rainy Week (1921).

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...them. They doubled right up. It waslaughter that hit them. They slapped each other on the back. Theylaughed! And laughed! And laughed! They made such a noise that my Mothercame running!It seemed to make our Aunt Esta a little bit nervous to have my Mothercome running. She pointed her wand. She roared her voice. "Where is the Silver Bird?" she roared. My Mother looked just as swoone-y as she could. She fell on her knees. She clasped her hands. "Oh, Cruel Witch, " she said. "I _saw_ the bird! But I couldn't reachhim! He was in the Poplar Tree!--However in the world did you put himthere?--Was that what you were bribing the Butcher's Boy about thismorning? Was that----?""Hush!" roared our Aunt Esta. "Your Doom has overtaken you! Go hencewith the clatter of a Horse's Hoof until such time as your IncompetentHead may----""Oh, it wasn't my head that was incompetent, " said my Mother. "It was mylegs. The Poplar Tree was so very tall! So very fluffy and undecided toclimb! So----""With the...