The Little House In The Fairy Wood. CHAPTER I - MAGIC IN A MIST. That morning began no differently from any morning, though it was to be the beginning of all things new for Eric. He was awakened early by Mrs. Fregs rough hand shaking him by the arm, and her rough voice in his ears Get up, lazy-bones All you boys pile out, this very minute Its six oclock already Then she reached over Eric and shook the other two boys in the bed with him, repeating and repeating Wake up, wake up Its six oclock already When she was sure the three boys in the bed were awake and miserable, she crossed the room with a hurried, heavy tread and clumped, clumped down the stairs into the kitchen. Though it happened just that way every morning, and it had happened so this morning, this day was to be very different from any other in Erics life. But Eric could not know that so he crawled farther down under the few bedclothes he had managed to keep to himself, and shut his eyes again just for a minute. The...