“I love you, Santa. I will marry you.”
So Santa Claus and the Fairy Queen are married. Santa Claus takes his bride home and, as it is the very day before Christmas, he immediately puts her to work making the Christmas trees, holly and turkeys grow. By noon all is finished and Santa Claus starts off on his tour, distributing gifts to all the little children in the world, flying first of course to the side of the world which is dark. He tries to get the Queen to go with him to help distribute the gifts, but she refuses, saying she has done her part of the work. Santa tells her she is not a very satisfactory wife for a Santa Claus. She smiles at him reproachfully, but will not go. Santa wraps the little Queen in his arms for a moment and then goes alone.
The Fairy Queen grieves, thinking Santa doesn’t love her any more, and she says: “Oh, why did the Prince have to die?”
She throws herself on the couch and finally cries herself to sleep.
Billy Bundy, the Fairy Minister, says to Flossie Fixit: “Sister Flossie, the Queen is very unhappy. What can we do? What can we do? You’ve got her married to the wrong man.”
“Where is the Prince?” asks Thomas Page.
“The Prince is asleep,” says Flossie, “but I will now awaken him.” To this end she picks up the Queen’s wand and waves it back and forth three times.
The Queen, awakening, looks through Santa’s spy glass and sees the Prince coming back. She flies out of the door to meet him.
The Elf Gossip enters, announcing that the Prince has arrived and the Queen has gone off with him. Thomas Page goes out to see what can be done about it.
The Elf Gossip picks up the spy glass. Suddenly she calls Billy and Flossie to look through the spy glass at Santa Claus on his travels.