Kiwi Opens the Mail

Dominion, Volume 27, Issue 17, 14 October 1933, Page 23

Kiwi Opens the Mail

* • • LETTERS FROM LEAGUE MEMBERS.

Dear Scribes, —Some very neat letters this week, and the names of their writers are: “Fairy Buttercup,” “Russet Apple,” “Lobelia,” “Wildflower,” “Blackbird” and “Dimity Gay.” Not such a long list as we have had in the past, though. Perhaps there will be more names next week. KIWI.

Silver Willow,” Carterton, writes: “I wish you Could see our flower garden nows It is one mass of spring blooms. The trees in the orchards make a show now with their white and pink blossoms. It is lovely to be out in the country in the springtime, and especially to see the lambs frisking about in the green fields.” “Tootleberry,” Lower Hutt, writes: “It seems such a strange thing to see the withered winter leaves still clinging to the rose bushes. And last autumn's seed-boxes look so out of place among the new green of the young leaves.” BRIEF REPLIES “Evening Twilight,” Featherston: Oh, yes it is, quite worth while, and especially when the book is for someone else. Put as many stories in 'as you like and heaps of bright pictures too. Hoffer and Inkling, both “Junior Dominion” people, and I hope they are going to stay. "Lobelia,” Hukanul: As soon as possible, yes. but you may bare to waft a little while. The last Saturday of the mouth it is, not to-day. “Wisewitch,” Palmerston North: Perhaps Virginia did not see your Exchange Circle notice. Shall we put it in again? Your puzzles must wait a while, but the Glory Box holds them safely.

Eric Ornberx, Palmerston North: You will have tg live up to that adventurous pennnme oyu have chosen, and write some thrilling tales about the adventures of “Roaming Hover.” “Marie,” Napier: It you think again you will see that the Blots did have halt an hour less in bed. The clocks were put forward, at eight o’clock Inkling rang the gong for breakfast, but really it was only halt-past seven. Any Inkpot family at all, but I don’t think that any inky family would be complete without the Blots and a Smudge or two. I like the idea of your waste-paper basket; it should be very Bather difficult to do though, but ect you will manage splendidly. The opening sentences of your story are far too abrupt, and also you have sprinkled your participles freely and not always wisely. I nm sending the story back to you; you will see what I mean, and be able to correct it. Then let "Lobelia” get to work on the illustrations. There is no trick about the pronunciation of Ex Libris; pronounce it just aS it is spelt, with a short "i.”’Ex Libris means “from the library ot," so that is why you see' it on so many bookplates. Probably any bookseller will be able to tell you the price of the books you mention.

I Olwyn McEwen, Seatoun, Wellington: A hearty welcome to the “Junior Dominion' League from all its members, Olwyn. Are you going to choose a pen-name? M rite soon and tell me.

“Fairy Firelight,” .Masterton: Do you really? I am afraid that, try as I may. I cannot enjoy a visit to the dentist, lour plants will soon grow and in the summer your garden will not be dull any more. Jim Burt, Featherston: You see. I do not know what he is like, but perhaps Budge might suit him or Jaffer?

“Hard Knut,” Fellding: They are difficult to find, those nests, so cunningly hidden are they, but when you do discover one. be very careful not to break the twigs down near it, or touch the eggs.

Thelma Waggery. Paraparaumu: Notices for penfriends only go in the Exchange Circle twice, so yours is out now. “Carnation” belongs to another League member, so think hard about another name.

“Pearl,” Masterton: Have you got the new swimlng baths yet? They will be ever so much bigger than the old ones, I suppose.

“Desert Gold,” Dahnevlrke: The concert sounds very jolly, aud your item must have been an extra good one, I think. Write again very soon, w_£in’t you?

“Nonnle-the-Gnome,” Napier: Congratulations are the order of the day, I see. Inkling was tremendously excited when he heard the news; almost as excited as you must have been. Do you get n silver medal? Not about Inkling, but about his friends and all tjie rest of the ink family.

“Jack Sprat,” Gisborne: No. he is still as purJoiiß as ever, but just a little bit more careful. Your proper name as well as your pen-name, please, young man.

“Dewdrop,” Te Horo: I was a little disappointed not to find a letter, but the poem Is very nice. Remember about Inkling’s competitions, won’t you? "Chinese Lantern,” Grey town: Mickey has left Us now you know, but Inkling will give him your message next time he pops in. Don't you wish that we could have adventures like Hoffer and Rabbit? I do. "Wildflower,” : Memory jog required! You forgot to write your address. I think any bright paper would do, or a fawn one with a coloured pattern pasted at the corners or In the middle would be nice.

Janet Aitken, Waipawa: Yes. “Matty," but not “Meddlesome Matty.” I hope. There is a rule about not writing on both sides of the paper, you know. Did you forget? I think your verse about th.t Brownies would be a splendid one to illustrate. Can you dp it? Hilda Davidson, Patea: Yes. “Daffy” is your pen-name, and you aren't an unfaithful member, not a bit of it. This week your letter arrived safe and sound. I think something must have happened to the other one, don’t you? Nancy Burt, Kaiwaiwal: Yes, I do, because I suppose she is a scamp. You will have lots ot farm news to tell me now, so write soon.

Aidney Arnyes, Feilding: Not a penny! Shall I put your name in the Exchange Circle? Perhaps “Janice” is the very best of the three. I have chosen that one for you.

“Great Adventure,” Masterton: A good story, and very neat. You must send me some more soon.

“Peter Penguin,” Masterton: How wonderful! Did the gnomes just come, or were they hiding there all the time? “Puazler,” Manakau: Where did you come? , Top of the list? You will be playing harder than ever this season, now. “Moa.” Walpukurau: I was looking forward to seeing It. but never mind, I know It will come soon. Inkling has never weighed himself: he is a little timid about having anything to do with weighing machines after his adventure with one.

“Fairy Buttercup.” Featherston: Was the poetry original? You forgot to tell me. You will see your notice in the Exchange Circle; it will go in for two weeks. “Little Shamrock,” Hastings: The spring show seemed unusually lovely this year: but then, it always does. Who is your penfriend,? I am glad that you have One now.