Daisy

CHAPTER I.

THE OLD FAIRY.


There was a great forest, once, where you might walk for miles, and
never hear a sound except the tapping of woodpeckers, the hooting of
owls, or the low bark of wolves, or the strokes of a woodman's axe.

For on the borders of this wild, solitary place one man had built his
little house, and lived there. It was very near the trees which he spent
his time in cutting down; and Peter thought this all he cared about.

But when the summer wore away, and the cold, lonely winter m...