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Mr. Snifty's Dustbin
M ister Snifty was a surly old goblin who gave everybody a very bad time. He was the head of Greenapple Village—and how strict and stern he was!
If any child was late for school he had to take his Saturday penny to Mister Snifty. If any one was out too late at night, Mister Snifty went round to their house and locked the door—then the poor brownie or gnome or fairy had to sleep in the front garden. Really, he was a dreadfully strict person, and all the people of Greenapple Village groaned and wished they could make nice, plump, smiling Mister Jolly their chief.
But they didn't dare to try and do this because of Mister Snifty's magic dustbin. This was a most extraordinary thing. It was about the size of a small round table, not so big as an ordinary dustbin, and was bright green. But the strange thing about it was this—that whatever was put into that dustbin disappeared at once!
So the dustman didn't have to collect the rubbish from Mister Snifty's house, because there never was any. As soon as he put an old newspaper into the dustbin it was gone for good. And all his broken bottles, old tins, potato peel, and other rubbish disappeared in just the same way. It was marvellous. It was always empty because everything disappeared in it.
Now you wouldn't think that any one would be afraid of a magic dustbin, would you? But the people of Greenapple were, and for a very good reason too.
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