Aquarian Age Stories for Children
Compiled by a Student of
The Rosicrucian Fellowship Teachings
The Rosicrucian Fellowship
Oceanside, California, U.S.A.
A love for children, combined with a sensitivity to the deeper
truths of life, enabled the authors of these stories, which have been published
over a period of years in Rays from the Rose Cross, to express in an
appealing way many phases of the wisdom of Nature. To these friends we
gratefully dedicate Aquarian Age Stories for Children.
Many boys and girls are aware of the "little people'' and
other forces of Nature mentioned in these stories. Many others, we hope, will be
encouraged to become acquainted with them through reading this little volume.
Printed and published in the United States of America
The Rosicrucian Fellowship,
Lucile Meets the Thought Fairies
Myrtle Hill Leach
Lucile and Anne were cousins. Lucile was
visiting at Anne's house, and what a good time they were having! Anne was two
years older than Lucile and taller and stronger. But she was very kind to her
younger cousin. The largest apple, the juiciest peach, and the cake with the
most frosting on it always went to Lucile. Lucile rode Anne 's pony and played
with her dolls and dishes. Even when she broke one of Anne's tiny china plates,
Anne was not cross.
But at last Lucile and Anne quarreled. They wanted to play
school, but each thought she should be the teacher. Anne thought that she should
be teacher because she was the older, and Lucile thought that she should be
teacher because well, just because.
So they quarreled. And Anne lay in the soft grass under the
apple tree and cried herself to sleep. And Lucile lay in the soft grass under
the peach tree and thought angry, wicked thoughts about Anne.
Suddenly she was startled to see a great crowd of tiny ugly,
dwarfed, crooked creatures standing all around her. They were all grinning at
her, and she hid her face in terror. The most hideous creature of all, who
seemed to be the leader, spoke to her in a harsh, rasping voice:
"We are the Hate Fairies, Lucile," he said.
"It is our work to carry hate thoughts and angry, unkind thoughts from one
person to another. We have had to work very hard this afternoon carrying that
kind of thoughts from you to Anne and from Anne to you. You are now going to the
land of the Hate Fairies, and there you must live until you find the way
Lucile tried to scream and run away, but she could not, and felt
herself being carried along by the mob of dark, grinning creatures. They entered
a dark cave which seemed to be in the heart of the earth. The air inside the
cave was cold and damp, and Lucile shivered and wished she could see one little
ray of sunshine. There was no light at all in the cave, but Lucile could see the
white faces of sick people gleaming in the darkness.
"People who dwell in the land of hate and anger are usually
ill," said the leader, who was standing close to Lucile. "And they
weep, you see. They are never happy."
"Will I get sick and miserable like these people?"
asked Lucile fearfully.
"If you stay here long you will," answered the leader.
"And the longer you stay, the harder it is to find the way out. This cave
keeps getting deeper and blacker and farther from sunshine and health and
"Oh, dear!" cried Lucile, and then a very wicked and
hideous fairy stepped close to her for she was thinking, "Well, maybe Anne
will have to come here, too, and then she will be sick and unhappy, and I will
Before she had quite finished this bad, unkind thought, the
fairy seized her arm, and on she went still farther into the dark cave. Lucile
was very frightened now. How would she ever get out of this place? She could
not, would not, stay here.
"Why did not these other people get out?" she
wondered. She turned on the leader and stamping her foot angrily demanded that
he take her out of the cave at once.
"You must find the way out yourself," he said calmly.
"These other miserable people could get out if they really wished to, but
they had rather stay here. They will not do the one thing that would free
"What is it?" cried Lucille. "I will do it."
But the fairies only grinned at her in their ugly way.
Just then Lucile saw Anne. Anne 'a face was very sad, and she
was crying. Suddenly Lucile felt sorry for Anne. She ran to her cousin and put
her arms around her. And a tiny ray of light seemed to shine for a moment in the
"Oh, Anne," Lucile was crying too, now, "Oh,
Anne, you are sick and you are unhappy, and I am so sorry. You have been so good
to me. Why I love you, Anne."
Instantly something happened. Lucile heard the Hate Fairies give
a loud frightened yell as they disappeared in the blackness beyond her. Then she
was surrounded by marvelously beautiful creatures with great white wings and
shining bands around their foreheads.
"We are the Love Fairies," said one," and
we have come to take you to a happier place than this.
But we could not come until you found the magic key that would
free you from the spell of these evil creatures and open the door of the
"What do you mean by the magic key?" asked Lucile
"The words, 'I love you,' whether thought or spoken
aloud, are the magic key that opens wide the heavy door and makes it possible
for us to lead you to the bright land of the Love Fairies. The Hate Fairies are
very much afraid of us for we are stronger than they. By the way, the terrible
giant, FEAR, lives a little farther on in this cave, but he never never comes to
our happy country. But come let us leave this place."
Lucile and Anne followed these glorious beings (for Lucile 's
kindness had rescued Anne also - it often happens that way) and soon they came
to a warm, sunny hilltop where little birds, joyous and unafraid, sang and flew
about. There were multitudes of fragrant flowers, and everyone was healthy,
smiling, and happy. This land of the Love Fairies was very pleasant, and Lucile
decided to stay always.
Then - Lucile sat up in the soft grass under the peach tree and
Anne sat up in the soft grass under the apple tree. Lucile smiled and Anne
"Let's play school," said Lucile, "and you may be
"No, indeed," said Anne, ''you will be teacher."
They both laughed, and Lucile settled the matter cleverly.
"Well, let's go make candy and divide it equally." And
And afterwards whenever Lucile happened to think about it she
could not help but wonder whether her adventure with the thought fairies was a
dream or - not a dream. What do you think?