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Updated: June 22, 2025
Now this is the song: "If any one is seeking A fairy for to see, If they will kindly glance up Into this chestnut tree They'll see what they are seeking, I'm truly telling you, For I'm a little fairy All dressed in baby-blue." Then, you may believe me or not, if Susie didn't look up into the tree, and there, in a hole where the Owl school teacher once lived, was a really and truly-ruly fairy.
There was an air of bonhomie as Bella presented them to Constance a stocky, red-faced man with a wide chest and narrow waist, Ross Watson; a tall, sloping-shouldered man who inclined his head forward earnestly when he talked to a lady and spoke with animation, Haddon Halsey; and a fair-haired, baby-blue eyed little woman gowned in becoming pink, Mrs. Lansing Noble.
Smiling tenderly down on her, Grace could not help noting how utterly like a tired child she looked in her baby-blue negligee. "Now is the time for all good Sempers and true to come to the aid of their comrades," she encouraged with a smile. "Grace," Arline lifted solemn blue eyes, "have you ever for one minute been sorry that you gave up your work for for the sake of love?" "No."
He grunted; he dragged his thick legs, in faded baby-blue pajamas, from under the khaki blanket; he sat on the edge of the cot, running his fingers through his wild hair, while his plump feet mechanically felt for his slippers. He looked regretfully at the blanket forever a suggestion to him of freedom and heroism. He had bought it for a camping trip which had never come off.
He could see the bare feet with the stubby toes, escaping as by miracle the ever-threatening rocker. There was a small square of blue-calico-covered back, two little pigtails of hair tightly tied with scraps of baby-blue ribbon, and the voice. It was as fine and high as wind blowing across a hair and with a curious, lifting minor note. He listened.
Rickerl listened impassively, playing with the sabre on his knees, glancing right and left across the country with his restless baby-blue eyes. When Jack finished he said nothing, but it was plain enough how seriously he viewed the matter. "As for your damned Uhlans," ended Jack, "I have tried to keep out of their way.
There was a moment of silence, then the spit and yell of a cat and as Wunpost stood grinning his dog came slinking back licking the blood from a scratch across his nose. He was a fullblooded fox terrier, but small and white and trembly; and the baby-blue in his eyes pleaded of youth and inexperience as he crouched before his stern master.
She stood before her long glass, a white-robed little figure, smiles round her lips, a sweet, bright color in her cheeks, a dewy look in her baby-blue eyes. Rosalind's toilet was all but finished; she stood before her glass now and hesitated. Should she go to the Elliot-Smiths' as she was or should she give the last finishing touch to render herself perfect?
How I detest that still solemn smile of hers and those big baby-blue eyes! I think if Philip had married any other woman than she a woman more like the rest of us who'd have gone with her time, I could have forgiven him more easily.
". . . the time of your young life, honey." The girl was crumbling a bread ball with her fingers as a vent to her restless excitement. The heavy hand of the man moved across the table and rested on hers. "And it won't cost you a cent, girlie," the New Yorker added. But the long lashes of the girl lifted and her baby-blue eyes met his with shy reproach.
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