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In
all
history
we
find
that
fairies
give
their
remarkable
gifts
to
prince
or
princess
,
or
any
child
of
sufficient
importance
in
their
eyes
,
always
at
the
christening
.
Now
this
we
can
understand
,
because
it
is
an
ancient
custom
amongst
human
beings
as
well
;
and
it
is
not
hard
to
explain
why
wicked
fairies
should
choose
the
same
time
to
do
unkind
things
;
but
it
is
difficult
to
understand
how
they
should
be
able
to
do
them
,
for
you
would
fancy
all
wicked
creatures
would
be
powerless
on
such
an
occasion
.
But
I
never
knew
of
any
interference
on
the
part
of
the
wicked
fairy
that
did
not
turn
out
a
good
thing
in
the
end
.
What
a
good
thing
,
for
instance
,
it
was
that
one
princess
should
sleep
for
a
hundred
years
!
Was
she
not
saved
from
all
the
plague
of
young
men
who
were
not
worthy
of
her
?
And
did
she
not
come
awake
exactly
at
the
right
moment
when
the
right
prince
kissed
her
?
For
my
part
,
I
cannot
help
wishing
a
good
many
girls
would
sleep
till
just
the
same
fate
overtook
them
.
It
would
be
happier
for
them
,
and
more
agreeable
to
their
friends
.
Of
course
all
the
known
fairies
were
invited
to
the
christening
.
But
the
king
and
queen
never
thought
of
inviting
an
old
witch
.
For
the
power
of
the
fairies
they
have
by
nature
;
whereas
a
witch
gets
her
power
by
wickedness
.
The
other
fairies
,
however
,
knowing
the
danger
thus
run
,
provided
as
well
as
they
could
against
accidents
from
her
quarter
.
But
they
could
neither
render
her
powerless
,
nor
could
they
arrange
their
gifts
in
reference
to
hers
beforehand
,
for
they
could
not
tell
what
those
might
be
.
Of
course
the
old
hag
was
there
without
being
asked
.
Not
to
be
asked
was
just
what
she
wanted
,
that
she
might
have
a
sort
of
reason
for
doing
what
she
wished
to
do
.
For
somehow
even
the
wickedest
of
creatures
likes
a
pretext
for
doing
the
wrong
thing
.
Five
fairies
had
one
after
the
other
given
the
child
such
gifts
as
each
counted
best
,
and
the
fifth
had
just
stepped
back
to
her
place
in
the
surrounding
splendour
of
ladies
and
gentlemen
,
when
,
mumbling
a
laugh
between
her
toothless
gums
,
the
wicked
fairy
hobbled
out
into
the
middle
of
the
circle
,
and
at
the
moment
when
the
archbishop
was
handing
the
baby
to
the
lady
at
the
head
of
the
nursery
department
of
state
affairs
,
addressed
him
thus
,
giving
a
bite
or
two
to
every
word
before
she
could
part
with
it
:
“
Please
your
Grace
,
I
’
m
very
deaf
:
would
your
Grace
mind
repeating
the
princess
’
s
name
?
”
“
With
pleasure
,
my
good
woman
,
”
said
the
archbishop
,
stooping
to
shout
in
her
ear
:
“
the
infant
’
s
name
is
little
Daylight
.
”
“
And
little
daylight
it
shall
be
,
”
cried
the
fairy
,
in
the
tone
of
a
dry
axle
,
“
and
little
good
shall
any
of
her
gifts
do
her
.
For
I
bestow
upon
her
the
gift
of
sleeping
all
day
long
,
whether
she
will
or
not
.
Ha
,
ha
!
He
,
he
!
Hi
,
hi
!
”
Then
out
started
the
sixth
fairy
,
who
,
of
course
,
the
others
had
arranged
should
come
after
the
wicked
one
,
in
order
to
undo
as
much
as
she
might
.
