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Though the little legs of the leprechaun kept as fast a pace as they could, he was no match for the young girl and her gaggle of books. They had already marched themselves nearly to the edge of the ancient forest and were about to arrive at the girl’s cottage when the leprechaun finally caught sight of the little group.
He bellowed a low and deep whistle that wound its way through the old growth trees ahead of him and brought the books to a sudden standstill. This was the whistle that all leprechauns learned as children; it was a simple melody that accompanied their learning to read and was useful in taming the sometimes wild and unread books of the Ridge. And in this day, the books had indeed been wild and happily unread…for now.
The girl was intrigued as she watched the books turn toward the mysterious sound that was now coming from somewhere in the woods. She strained to see its source, but there were only trees.
The leprechaun continued the tune until the books seemed to awake from their frozen state. They turned toward the sound and suddenly sprang forward and disappeared into the forest.
The young girl giggled at the sight and watched them return to the wood and that wonderful sound. As they slipped away into the darkness of the ancient forest, the girl was pleased that they had been compelled to return to their rightful home. Yet she knew that somehow she would see them again one day.
The little leprechaun, however, was not happy at all. He knew he would have to answer for the day’s misadventure. He would have to find a way to never allow such a mess to happen again…”
Baby Frederico’s Papa then cupped his hands around his mouth as though he were finally telling a great and mysterious secret, “And that is why, Baby Frederico, that to this very day leprechauns worry most about runaway treasure and will pinch anyone they can see just to keep them away from those wonderful treasures…especially books. However, if anyone wears green, it makes them invisible from the eyes of a leprechaun and they cannot be seen to be pinched!”
Baby Frederico’s Papa sat back in his chair and sighed. It was a sound that Baby Frederico had come to recognize as the official end to so many of Papa’s favorite storytelling sessions.
Baby Frederico sighed, too. For it is a well-known fact that all Baby Fredericos are indeed green. And a little thing like that can make all the difference on St. Patrick’s Day.