GOOD-NIGHT STORIES.

Auckland Star, Volume LVIII, Issue 87, 13 April 1927, Page 20

GOOD-NIGHT STORIES.

PEGGY HAS A CHAT WITH A LITTLE STRANGER. <T"ld bv PLANCHK SWr.HT lor • I'LTKU PAN. / "f O-L U'G O S," Peggy spelled the In"? lettcr!> about the cage. "Colugo* what n funny name to tack on to an animal." .Inst then the animal in qncs!ion spread out its body and floated from a high limli on the tree-trunk inside the rage. d..wn to a lower lim'i right in front of IVggy and tipped his funm little head. •Cood morning. Miss Peggy." he piped in a Mjneakv \oire. " \ou see I know you from seeing you pass with Happy Giggle- and Squeedee so much. \.ii don't know me I guess' Ever frr-en a Colngos U-foreV' Peggy shook her head. "Then look me over, for I musl l»e rar<in 111 is part of the country. Where 1 came from in P.orneo, «c are plentiful Heard a fellow nay. who stopped to see me the other day, that I must at lc.u-J measure twenty inel.es, do I *" "Vcs. 1 guess you would measure that much." re;die<l Peggy. "I must say 1 like your hrown fur coat and the w.n it is sjMitte<l with white. N'o wonder I couldn't see you when you were on the tree trunk. Your colour is so much like Ihe odour of the tree hark. When 1 II r- J saw you flying down from that high limh 1 (h--t:gh y.u might b~ a squirrel. Tell me. how <io you fly without w ings

"Von this umbrella like niembrane oxteiulinp from the wrists alonp the Hides of my Ixxlv to my heoU* Well, that's how I fly, as you call it. I really don't lly at nil. I just spread that loose skin out and sail downward. l»o you know some folks call me a Flyinp Ivemur, and 1 don't e\en l»elonp to tinI.emur family at all. Goodness me. yon don't mean to mv it's e\enin™V "Well, 1 hope it isn't evening yet.' lau™luHl Peppy. "I'd like to ha\e this shower pass over before evening as we had planned on pomp away. Did you think it was evcninpT"' "I sure did,*' replied the funnv little ereature scratching his nose with his front claw. "You see. we Colugos ino&l nhvays sleep during the daytime. The cloudy weather fooled me this t innItut I'm plad it <lid or you never would h.ive M»en Ilie."' "I'll sj«y I wouldn't have s-een von on the bark of the tree," lauphed Teppv.

"Im mif»htv plad you made that miM.ake. I am happy to know you, and if] :t dc-eim t rain tomorrow evening I'm i pojnj* to brinp ftome little fricad* oil uuno to vjfrit you." j *'l oii3<* Tb<* 2T3c»rr lhc jxicttict. I chuckled Mr. There ccmo the j in ft few raindrops. Better run fori Lome I'm poinji to durk Jn the hollow j tree here out of the rain. Good-bye. come and we mc Quick a> s | wink Mr. Colupos disappeared jn the old tre-e trunk. ] took to l;cr heels and ju»i i reached home the rain caine dotvn | in torrents.