Man would become such that he could make his peace with them, the Fair People of the First Pas- sage, who had remained true to their heritage, offered a simple truce: Their treasure, their precious jewels, would be- long to Man if he could find them. In exchange, all the strange and wonderful descendants of the Fair People from the Old World and the New would henceforth live and be seen among Man in peace. The Fair People of the First Passage, the first emigres to the shores of the New Found Land, would remain unseen. The Fairies … ” … Keep their ancient places; Tum but a stone, and stir a wing! ‘Tis ye, ’tis your estranged faces, That miss the many-splendored thing.” In our land and in our time, the Fair People and their treasures yet wait to be discovered. If Man is good, and kind, and playful, he and she will find them. That is The Secret. New World Elf, Goblin, Centaur, Troll and Fay- Five. centuries since their shining elders spoke; Man’s ship made land. They fled his awful form. Dark ones hid jewels and disappeared like smoke; Spirits lay treasure down and slipped away. The First Age ended; the New Age began. The wind still brings the sounds of that Sweet Swarm; Now, for their Honey-find it, if you can.
