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They're all grownfolks. Childhood: Poor things! How sad! Spirit: But they have a tree and we want to give them gifts which, because they are fairy gifts, will make their best every-day wish come true! Childhood: Yes-they'll think, because they are grownups, they must have useful gifts! But they shall have fairy gifts!
Spirit: You worked well! I have heard the music all day long! Fairies must never be tired when there is work to do! See, I have found a tree! It has these pretty lights but there are no presents! Happyheart: Who's tree can it be? Spirit: It is a tree for some grownfolks! You see the children all over the land must have been put to bed a long time ago.
Chorus: Spirit of Childhood, come at our call, Spirit of Childhood, come at our call! Chorus: Childhood! I am the happiest fairy of all! I am known all over this wide, wide world! Everybody loves me! Sometimes I am a dream, too, and I come out of the past when it is very still and creep into old, old hearts! Childhood: No children? They're all grownfolks? Spirit: No children.
They always have to pretend they're having a Christmas. I can always tell when grownfolks are around, because I have to work so much harder with them. I must call my fairies. Come, oh Christmas fairies all, Answer to the Spirit's call! Did you fill the stockings, Happyheart? Happyheart: I've filled a million stockings! Spirit: Splendid! And you, Merrylips?
And the rest of the program read: The Time of the Play: Christmas night after the children are supposed to have gone to bed, a little ill from their Christmas candies, and when the grownfolks have gathered together to talk over the day and declare that it's the best Christmas the children have ever had. The Place: The living-room at home.
Barbara pressed a button that shut off all the lights excepting the twinkling bulbs on the tree. In another room the children sang "Silent Night." As the last sweet note died away, Peggy, in gauzy white with tinsel crown and wings, came slowly into the room. She sank down upon the rock. The play had begun. I think after to-night I'll go to bed for a whole year! It must be a party of grownfolks!
There were so many children this year! Merrylips: And they make out such long lists! Why, the trees would scarcely hold all the things! Spirit: We must do what we can to make Christmas merry for these grownfolks. Goodwill: I can make them kindly to one another! Merrylips: I can make them laugh! Peace: And I can put one of my songs in their hearts!
They are more fun than real presents and can make wishes come true! Goodwill: They say grownfolks are worse than children about making wishes, only they keep their wishes locked up! Happyheart: Wouldn't it be lovely? Joy: I know let's call the Spirit of Childhood! Happyheart: Splendid! She will surely know a way! Spirit: How can we call her, Joy-fairy? Joy: Put your fingers over your eyes tight!
Goodwill: Go, Jesters, and bring in to them the Christmas Bowl! Spirit: Now, fairies, we must stop our work! We've worked overtime already, and you know there is an eight-hour law now for fairies. Merrylips: Yes, but we've helped these poor grownfolks! Happyheart: Let us say farewell to them! Now, one two three!
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