Article September 7, 1974 Issue

Johnny Sees Through the Mist

Robert A. Moss

From where he sat having his breakfast each morning, Johnny could see a range of beautiful, steep-sided hills with tops shaped like ice-cream cones turned upside down.

The Malvern Hills were quite a long way off, but on clear days Johnny could even make out the spires of churches in the town below.

But one morning when Johnny looked out of the window, a startling thing had happened. The hills weren't there. They had disappeared!

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