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Dominion, Volume 23, Issue 51, 23 November 1929, Page 28

Dear Little Friends, — Have you had a "stir” of the Christmas pudding, and stirred a wish into the fruit arid spice and brown sugar of it? I have, and 1 wished . . . oh, but 1 almost forgot: if 1 tell it will never come true. It’s getting so near Christmas that soon all you will have to think about will be stockings and what you want hidden in them. « It’s a very exciting feeling when you hang up a stocking long and limp and empty and open your eyes in the dim dawnlight to find it hanging', bulky and full. Sometimes the very thing you are searching for is hidden away down in the. tiptoe. A competition is something like hanging up a stocking. I never know what will be in it, and it’s such fun finding out. This time the stocking was packed full with the magic words of Spring and Summer. So many things they had to say to each other; but the words with the most magic in them were hidden right in the tiptoe again—just where we find the surprise packets and charms in a real Christmas stocking. They were written by Doris Court, Woodville (aged 13 are printed here for you to read. If Summer sees them, perhaps she will leave us an extra little box of sunshine. —KIWI.