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FOR BOYS AND GIRLS. The Goblin Windmill. BY CARL MEYALL. Greedy Peter ought to have hurried to buy the cotton for which his mother, a widow, Who worked hard at dressmaking, was wait- ing, but, seeing a man with a tray of toys on the other side of the road he crossed over. These toys were little windmills. Do the sails go round ?" asked Peter. Yes, but the money must be put in at the top first, or they will not move. i These wind- mills will do something more than move: they Will grind out anything you wish for," said the Seller, who looked like a poor old man,but who was really a wicked goblin. Not sweets," said greedy Peter, puffing out bis fat cheeks. Yes, s wects, almond rock, chocolate, ice creams, anything you like," said the cunning goblin, naming the things Peter was most greedy about. Gammon," said Peter, rudely. Real truth, young sir, and all for six. gince," replied the goblin, who knew that eter held his mother's sixpence in his hand. Honour bright t" Honour bright," answered the goblin Solemnly. Sell me one, and mind, if it does not turn the sweet stuff out, I'll set the police on you. The goblin grinned, and put the money in the smallest windmill, which then began to frow until it towered above Peter.s head. ltound went the sails, out came a large slab of the best almond rock ever seen. Peter seized it and began to munch. It was as good as It 'ooked. Round went the sails, out came another slab, and another and another All *i{?ht, I'll eat you presently you cannot tire toe," said the greedy boy. Of course, the almond rock made no answer, but the funniest thing was, each piece went and laid itself like a. little brick'in the wall. Just then some of Peter.'s schoolmates came up. Give us a taste, Peter ?" "Not likely," mumbled Peter, with his mouth tull. Buy a mill of your own." With that he went on munching, and as he munched the fall of almond rock grew on three sides of him higher and higher, while in front towered -he windmill. At last his jaws ached. I will try some chocolate now," said he, and out ihot a large cake of delicious chocolate. Capital," said Peter, as he stuck his teeth (n. Like the almond rock the cakes of choco- late came out of the mill much faster than Peter could cat, and each cake went and laid itself against the rock wall until it looked like a neat lining of brown tiles. By this time Peter was feeling horribly sick. His mouth was hot and sticky. Let me have an ice to cool my tongue, and turn this sickness, old wind- mill." said he. Out shot an ice plate and on it tumbled a fine strawberry ice. This is better," said Peter, feeling for the foment relieved, "but you know, old flapping Bails, you need not turn out that ice quite so fast. it is waste." The windmill took no notice of this, but shot a plateful of ice at Peter's feet. His comfort did not last long griping pains singled with his nausea, and his feet and legs seemed turning to stone. Looking round to See the cause, he found that he was standing io ice. He tried to shake it off, but could not stir. In dreadfuJ fright he began to scream, and while he screamed the ice poured out of the mill faster than ever, and rose higher roundhislegs. With the tears running down his cheeks, Peter yelled at the top of his vioce, Oh, Oh. I am freezing to death. Mr Windmill man, please stop the mill, and let me out. Oh. Oh." But the only answer was a mocking laugh from outside, and the sails flapped round and found, and the ice rose higher and higher. Frivolous Fanny stopped to look at the Windmills. What use are they T" she asked, curiously. If you pat three silver threepenny pieces Jo the top the sails will go round and turn out e, P'aymates ■ who will play games with you," said the wicked goblin, who could see T>f threepenny bits in Fanny's hand. «. i kittle girl's eves glistened. I could t)lav" for ever. Are they nice games ?" she asked. b Beautiful. Here we go round the nml- oerey bush. < Musical chairs,' Blind man's a*ything you like." Those ftre the games I lite best. Bufc I saved this money to buy my sister Millie a drawing slate. She's an invalid, you know." The goblin nodded. Perhaps if you bought the slate she would be too tired to draw on it. It might make her worse to try." I expect you are right," said Fanny, quickly, and, after all, this is my own money. Will you please sell me that mill She dropped her money in the top, and, like Peter's windmill this one grew and grew until it towered above her. I think I would like the mulberry bush first," said Fanny, rather timidly, for she was just a little frightened by the change in the size of the toy, but great was her delight when out of its door peeped a real green mulberry tree, followed by a lot of little boys and girls. At least that was what Fanny thought them, but their faces had an old, old look, their eyes were ugly, and their laughter not pleasant tohear. Come along, Fanny," they cried, seizing ber hands, and forming a circle, here we go round and round the mulberry bush." At first ^anny laughed gleefully, the motion was so delightful, the children seemed so merry, but eVery time they circled round she found her- self going more quickly, and though for a time this was only more exciting, at last her feet I did not touch the ground, her head was whirl- big, the sky seemed rocking, the ground going tIp and down, and her heart seemed bursting. Oh, please stop let us play another game-musical chairs, anything," she cried. For a second everything was motionless, and when Fanny recovered sufficiently to look found she was astonished to see on three sides of her a great dark wood of mulberry trees, while in front the huge windmill blocked the fay. Round went the sails, out came a piano. Then rows of chairs. The piano began to Play of its own accord, and they all began to *Un round the chaira. At first it was delight- ful, for Fanny was never the one left out, so she was able to get a little rest, but by and bye the piano kept on and on, and the children fan and ran, until Fanny cried out I must Itop, or I shall fall down," but though she tried to sit down, her feet compelled her to teiove on to the tune of "The keel row un-" tH she hated the sound of it. "Let us play toother game," she sobbed. Instantly a bandage was tightly fastened round her eyes. Blind man's buff, Fanny," shrieked those dreadful children, "catch one of us if yon can." Fanny groped .about. The bandage hurt her eyes terribly, and the darkness frightened her. She put up her hands, and tound it was no handkerchief over her eyes but a band of iron. On every side of her Bounded the horrible laughter of her dreadful playmates, but whenever she groped towards them, she either fell over one of the chairs, Or knocked herself against one of the trees. At last, half dead, she burst into tears. Oh, take off this iron band, and let me out," she begged, but all the answer was mocking laughter, and the sails went round, and as they flapped, out came more and more trees and more chairs. Little Elsie was taking Mrs Smith's baby for an airing when she saw the windmill man. Buy a magic toy, little lady, put a shilling 111 the top and out will come any story-book you wish for," said the wicked goblin, well aware that Elsie liked reading better than anything else. I have no shilling until Mrs Smith pays my week's money this afternoon for mind- tog baby," said Elsie wistfully. I will do you a favour," said the goblin pinch the baby black and blue and you shall have a windmill for nothing. Never," said Elsie indignantly, I would Dot hurt the dear little mite for the world," and she went on her way down the lane. Soon she paused in amazement, the lane was ClUite changed, on one side was a great wall Which looked as though it was built of almond fpek, and on the other a dense wood of mul- berry trees, while the air was filled with cries Of distress. The voices are those of greedy Peter and wivolous Fanny," said Elsie, that must be Wicked old man, and these are wicked wind- ?*ills." Away she ra.n to Mrs Smith and begged her to pay her The shilling at once, of course telling her what she had seen and how •be wanted to help herfriend. With the money to her hand she ran to the goblin. Will your windmill grant me any wish 7J, asked. Anything you like, little lady." Elsie put her shilling in. The windmill grew ^d grew until it was the largest of the, three. I wish to set greedy Peter and frivolous ^anny free," said tbe little girl,. Hardly had words left her mouth than away stalked windmill and knocked down the rock wall p* the twinkle of an eye, then, turning to the felled thertn as no gale of wind had ever d°ue. So Peter and Fanny cane out and fell robing on Elsie's neck. As for the goblin, windmill caught him on its sails and bore aWav whirling in the air and shrielftng at the top of his voice.

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Demonstration at Cardiff

IN THE PARK.

RESULTS OF COMPETITIONS.

EXEMPT FROM ASSESSMENT.

I .EISTEDDFODAU.

WELSH OHAPEl MYSTERY.

A MAESTEG SEPARATION.

DISASTROUS WENVOE LARK.

CARNIVAL AT GARNANT.

T Cambridge Triposes. ...

PU DSEY ELECTION. -

OIL BARRELS EXPLODE.

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THRILLING HYDE PARK SCENE:

THE CARDIFF CONTINGENT.

MRS PANKHURST.

ENGINEER'S INVENTION.

SWANSEA STEAMER NOT TO BLAME.

" FEARFULLY AN/EMIC."

COMMERCIAL TRAVELLERS.

NATIONALISTS AND PRIESTS.

DEFICIENCY OVER £13,000.

TALKS ON HEALTH. .

A MILFORD TOLL

ROW IN A TRAIN.