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Dominion, Volume 27, Issue 71, 16 December 1933, Page 25

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rows of mown grass were just steeped in silver, so dazzling that we could hardly look at them. The pine trees at the back of the field were stretching great eerie fingers to the sky, and their lower branches were also silvertipped.”

“Autumn Fay,” Otakl, writes her letter about the sea. “The sea looks beautiful just when the sun is setting, a lovely gleaming path right along the sea. ending at the island of Kaplti, and just behind is the sun like a big red ball shining up and over the hill.”

“Madame Pompadour,” Atea, Eketahuna, describes an exquisite bush corner. “Have you ever seen that little bushy tree, the snowberry, which is considered by some our most beautiful native shrub? It is flowering here just now, and has most exquisite snowwhite llly-of-the-valley blooms. Later the berries form, and they, too, are snow white, hence their name. This spring the mako-makos have been lovelier than I can ever remember. They fringe a hill on our road, and whenever I walk down I just have to stop every few yards to sniff deep breaths of their honey sweetness, with the perfume of rangioras and lawyer mingled, too. And after the rain, the leaves are wet and shining, the ferns are musky and the riro trills his latest song.” BRIEF REPLIES “Sally Loo." Trentham: Memories can’t always be elastic, you know! You are wrong about the surname, and I think that Betty can quite well write to me herself. If you look at the useful gift list next week you will perhaps find something. “Tootleberry,” Lower Hutt: Deep ones with small, bright eyes that always laugh. I know, and have seen them often in the shadows. A long, blaek stick in the stream caused great excitement. Everyone thought it was an eel. and wondered why It never moved

‘Frolic,” Masterton: I play fairly often, but I am fonder of swimming. Are you? We will all be sorry to lose “Lobelia,” but perhaps we won’t, altogether: she will write sometimes; Inkling is making so many preparations, and looking so thrilled about things that I know this Is going to be an extra special Christmas. “Peach Blossom," Greytown: Heigh, ho, indeed! Five swims a day seem almost too good to be true. I expect those "ancient mariners” felt just as safe on their ships as we do to-day. They didn't .dream that ships could be better than their own.

"Autumn Fay,” Otakl: I thought it simply splendid, and will go again if I can. Lots of people are "spring-cleaning”, now, and all the house spiders are having a most disturbing time. ‘‘Bumplestiltskin,” Walpukur.au: Will it matter very much? I hope yon will pass >ven though you did not sit for all the ■xams. lam feeling very excited and a little flustered at times when I count up ill the Christmas presents to be packed up and sent away.

“Ttusset Apple.” Greytown: A jolly fellow, Boeer. Not "a Jolly Boeer” though, jr Is that putting rash ideas Into his head? I think you had better go very •arefully next time. No broken bones tor Christmas! That wojild never do. “Jonquil Johnny.” Featherston: Bed, orange, russet. There you arc. a wonderful combination and so vivid. Do you think you can work them in? It shouldn't he hard, and you evidently have an eye tor colour.

“Golden Gletun,” Lower Hutt: I am ;orry about the eyes, but the headaches will be better now. A very important •vent, the thirteenth birthday. You must lave spent a thrilling day. “Fairy NlghtligUt.” Upper Hutt: No, I lidn’t faint, not a bit of it. but I was ,-ery pleased to hear from you again, leedless to say. I shall find out about he wreck. As you say. it would make in interesting story. Ronald Williams. Wellington: Not crude, •y any means; be fair to yourself! Horses re my vary great favourites, too 1 Yes,