PETER PAN ON HOLIDAY.

Auckland Star, Volume LIX, Issue 165, 14 July 1928, Page 2 (Supplement)

PETER PAN ON HOLIDAY.

VOYAGE FROM NEVER NEVER LAND. (By GERTRUDE T. DUNCAN.) CHAPTER HL Bang, bang, bang! "Goodness gracious!" said Peter, "What on eartli has happened?" For he had rolled over three times and then knocked against something very hard. Ho got up rubbing his head. "I wish Tinkerbell would be a little more careful; that iron hurts. Now where am 12 Of course, Paris, but 1 seem fearfully high up. 1 wonder why?" and then he saw standing in front of him a little man dressed like a French soldier. He was smiling and looked inclined to be friendly. Peter went up to him. "Voulez vous," he , began, but got no further, for the soldier burst out laughing. '"Please don't," he said in English. "It is so painful to hear you try, and I should uevcr understand what you were wanting to say. '"Oh," said Peter, "will you please tell me where I am?" "On top of the Eitfel Tower." '"Then I may as well come down, for there is nothing to see up here." "Indeed, there is a very great deal to see up here," said tho little soldier. "Don't you know this is a wireless station ?"

*"Thon I cau send Wendy a message," said Peter.

The soldier shook Lis head. "This is not a transmitting statiou, but you may listen in if you wisli." ">it>, thank you," said Peter, "1 want to sec the city. Will you show me round?"

Hie little soldier beamed with pride "Only too pleased," lie replied. "Are you a soldier?" asked Peter.

'In your country 1 should be called a policeman; here I am called a gendarme. Would you like to have dinner with ia«

Peter said he would, and admitted he was dreadfully hungry. "This lift takes us down to the street."

"It looks like a seaport town," Peter remarked, as he gazed at the view around him.

• "That is the Seine you are looking at. The ships and barges give you that impression. If you saw the city by night you would think it was a fair, our illuminations are so brilliant, especially the boulevards. This is a pleasure city. Hero we are in the street, lie careful how you cross the roads, for the traffic is very heavy, Many visitors • join hands and cross in a long line together. We can take the e lee trie 'railway if Vou wish ?"

"No, I want to see the streets 'and shops. Will you take mo to the iaost important place firstV"

"That will be the Place de la Concorde. It is the most beautiful and extensive square in the world, and very historical. Louis XVI. was executed there, also Charlotte Cordy and Philippe, Duke of Orleans, father of King Louis Philippe; and the sister of Louis XVX and-Mario Antoinette and Robespierre and his associates." "I am not very i'ond of history," said Peter. "I want to see the sights." "You will soon tire of sight-seeing, and it is not possible to show you round Paris without going into history. Are you fond of dancing and music?" "I love it," said Peter. "Where can we hear good music?" "Everywhere you turn. There are 110 end of theatres and places of amusement, both outdoor and indoor, good music at all the cafes, and often as many as five bands playing in the different parks. You can'skate on artificial ice, or learn to box with your feet as well as your hands, and dancing is everywhere." is a very wicked place, they say," said Peter.

"Not at all. The people are of an cxcitable temperament, and it is tlieir nature to be noisy and lightbearted. There are some of the sweetest people in tho world in Paris, and very good people also. The poor are very kind to each other. The French are very fond of dress, you know, and the fashions of the world are made here. They are clever at designing, t and have a very artistic temperament. Now let us have dinner. I think we will go here." As he said this he pushed open a big glass door of a cafe. The place was a blaze of light and flowers, a band was playing, and several people were dancing round the tables. The clatter of crockery and chattering of the people made it very gay. "Will you take some foiegras?" said the gendarme. "What is that?" asked Peter. "Goose liver." "No, thank you," Peter replied. "Then t.rv Rmiifi p«carrrnto r\a T}«.„_

'"£ry them," said the gendarme. "They are fiue." Peter took a mouthful. He liked it. "What aro they?" he said, taking a second helping. '"Snails," replied his companion. Peter turned pale. "Somehow I don't think I care for snails," he said. "Well, have some grenouilles with pissenlit salad." "That sounds better," exclaiming as tho dish was placed before him, '"I enjoy chickens' legs!" "The are not chickens' legs, but frogs' legs, and the salad is made of dandelions." "I am afraid I am not hungrey," said Peter, pushing his plate aside. "Try some sanglier." <r YVhat is that ia English ?" "Wild boar." "No," he said, "I want the pudding." Along camq, the pudding on a silvei dish, but instead of placing it before them the waiter took a match and set it on fire. There was a big flare. "Fire! Fire!" screamed Peter. "Don't be silly," said the gendarme "They always set the omelets alight before eating them." It tasted very burnt. "Can I have a glass of water?" asked Peter.

"Why," he said, tasting it, "it lias sugar in it. Could I have some tea?" "That would be difficult to get," said his friend. "They drink only colTe* here." "Never mind," said Peter, getting up from the tabic, still hungry. "Where shall wc go now i"' asked the gendarme. But Peter was yawning. "Bed," he said. "Very well, share my quarters. Thc\ are close at hand," said the gendarme. (To be continued.)

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