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Press, Volume LXXIV, Issue 22419, 4 June 1938, Page 5 (Supplement)

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r SUCH A DRIVE ' LSdy Gay ahd Mother Bunch /Stent out for a drive, It ' really was a wonder that ! They -came back alive. FOr such a funny sight they met When just outside the Square,

It, made them laugh and laugh and .laugh . T t o. .see that sight just there. There was a clown stood on his ’head ' To-make the people laugh,

He th&i took off his shoe and said, “I nearly broke in half.” Of'. course the crowd laughed . 'louder then, What' they were meant to do, TOfe'silly clown then’said to them, “What'has come of my shoe?” So' Lady Gay and Mother Bunch From the motor ran, To' jdin the" crowd and listen to funny little man. The clown took out a matchbox, Then, to strike a match,

He - walked across High 'street and "’back Before he found a patch On which to do the next of tricks, The turn of heels o’er head, .Which was a really clever one On the piano played. - He played it all without his hands, He drily used his toes, Ahd while he played ■he said to them . . A ~piece,; of Kipling’s prose. was a funny man * Ahd ;did;. some funny things. He also made the people laugh To ' hear the way he sings.

Then Lady Gay and Mother Bunch .Thought 'twas - time to go, And ifrent back to “The Press” to ■ "ten •

■ The “rest" about the show. sul ' —eijcaNOß TOMLINSON, A.P.S., • ' Brookside,

A PARODY “Oft in the Stilly Night’’ ; : Do you think you could write a parody of any wellknown poem? ’Mate Tullmet has sent in a copied parody of Thomas Moore's “Oft in the Stilly Night." Suppose you write an original parody. Oft in the stilly night Ere snowy sheets surround me, I do my homework for the night,

With aill-my books around me. The words I hear. The words so clear, That through the day were . pten, 1 Ideas that shone Now dimmed and gone— I’m almost now heart-broken. Thus in the stilly night . * Ere slumber’s chain has bound me'. Sad homework sees the sight » Of all my books around me. —’MATE TULLYMET'(aged 14). THE BUS DRIVER’S DAUGHTER I go to school in. a bus and the bus-driver has a little daughter aged two, named Olive, who travels" with him and gets up to all kinds of tricks. One morning I helped . her over to - the beck seat (there are three of 'them and I was sitting in the second one). She came quietly round the other side of me and

"boo-ed” me in the ear so that I nearly jumped out of my skin. She also takes our books and reads them upside-down and talks to us about them_ in her own language: One of her favourite tricks is to open our cases, let all the. things' fall out, and calmly withdraw to the first seat ahd leave us to pick them up. . —MARION DALZIEL, A. 8., L.8.H., , Hokitika. : THE BATTLE IN THE AIR

The other day, when we were playing on our old haystack, I noticed a magpie and a ' hawk

fighting. one. another high up In the air. The magpie seemed to be annoying the hawk, by swooping down upon it, and then flapping its wing against the angry' hawk. I noticed that the hawk seemed to ; be flying away from the - magpie too. . ;After a while another magpie came along, and between the two of them they chased the hawk. away. With love. —JOYCE MCLAUGHLIN, L.8.H., . Dunsandel. ‘‘THIS WAY, PLEASE’’ Otira to Greymouth *Mate .Gleaming Rata Here takes us on a trip from Otira to Greymouth, pointing out the scenery and. things of interest as we pass. When we take a trip to ‘ Grey--mouth we journey on a train ; which leaves Otira at a quarter-*to seven.

and arrives 'at Greyrriouth about 10 o'clock. } • , : On leaving Otira we - have the river on the right-hand, side, and steep . busfcclad hills'oh the'lefthand -side. For many miles the motor road follows.the railway line.

About two miles down the line we come upon some . Public' Works camps, where d new' road is being cut out of the hill .to. avoid two dangerous railway crossings. On arriving at Aickens' we. see' a large sawmill which’ belongs to Mr Power. There'are 6nly a - few scattered houses here. The next station is Jacksons, where the line crosses the Teremakau. " A few miles further on we come to Te Kinga, where there-are some sawmills. Leaving, we come in sight - of beautiful • Lake. Brunner,

with dense bush down to the water’s edge. At the end of; the lake we come to the town of Moana, where thete 'is also a large .sawmill. The line then follows the beautiful Arnold river past the' Kaimata dam which supplies. : Greymouth with, electricity. . Soon after •' this we join the Reefton line .at Stillwater; and from there wa follow the' Grey river till we reach Greymouth. • • ••• - —’MATE GLEAMING EATA • . Caged 12),

FLOWERS .

I love the • flowers,, everyone/ 1 When they "watch us. in the sun, • A* pansy with its baby face' Always pleases, its; place,. The lovely pink primrose A -'.■■■ On stems, so tall, t .v Graces the world' , By the old. grey- wall. ~/t —’MATE NATURE BUD. ÜB.H., Knottingley • Park, • waimataw INTRODUCING LAKE ; FORSYTH !; ' About half-a-mile from little River lies Lake Forsyth, and from its shores can be seen the craggy; hillsides, all round. , Tall ’reeds quivei\ in - the passing breezes,, and ducks and. swans “waddle here and

there among the* clumps of bull* rushes. The overhanging branches of the manuka seem to kiss the muddy water. Along the edge of the lake lie the train lines, which wind in and out of the hills. When the waters are angry they lash up against the hillsides. -—IVY HINTZ (aged 14). BOOKS RECOMMENDED BY READERS I have read and enjoyed many books by different authors. I think this corner of the page will be a help to girls wanting to find books by., their favourite author. My • favourite authors are L. M, Montgomery, Ethel Turner, and Kathlyn Rhodes, who are very natural story tellers.: Here is my list which I hope will help some enthusiastic reader;— “Desert Justice,” by Kathlyn Rhodes. “Rainbow-Valley,” by L, M. Mont* gomery. “Wee McGregor,” by J. J. Bell.. “Seven : Little Australians," by Ethel' Tiirrier. - “Hetty Gfray,” by Rosa ' Mill* holland. “Bosom - Friends,” by Angela Brazil., r"A Basket of Flowers,” by Christoph Schmid. —’MATE MOUNTAIN STAR, A.B. (aged 14), , ■ Hawarden*’