The most remarkable thing about
him was that he never grew up. There came flitting in through the
window with him his fairy, whose name was Tinker Bell. Peter Pan woke
all the children up, and after he had sprinkled fairy dust on their
shoulders, he took them away to the Neverland, where he lived with a
family of lost boys. Tinker Bell was jealous of the little girl Wendy,
and she hurried ahead of Peter Pan and persuaded the boys that Wendy
was a bird who might do them harm, and so one of the boys shot her
with his bow and arrow.
When Peter Pan came and found Wendy lying lifeless upon the ground in
the woods he was very angry, but he was also very quick-witted. So
he told the boys that if they would build a house around Wendy he was
sure that she would be better. So they hurried to collect everything
they had out of which they could make a house. Though she was not yet
strong enough to talk, they thought perhaps she might sing the kind of
house she would like to have, so Wendy sang softly this little verse:
"I wish I had a pretty house,
The littlest ever seen,
With funny little red walls
And roof of mossy green."
When the house was done Peter Pan took John's hat for the chimney, and
the little house was so pleased to have such a capital chimney that
smoke at once began to come out through the hat.
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