The Exchange Circle

Dominion, Volume 27, Issue 146, 17 March 1934, Page 23

The Exchange Circle

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Joan Brow''. Parewanui Road. Bulls, would like a pen-friend who likes knitting and crocheting, and who is 13-1-1 years old. Helen Pryor, Soldier Road. Paraparauniu, would like a pen-friend aged b-9, who is fond of animals.

very cold. Rupert climbed higher, and then descended into a rocky valley. This he searched thoroughly, smelling fur tracks to guide him, and occasionally he barked. At last be found a scent leading out of that valley into another lower down. He barked joyfully, and with tail sweeping from side to side be followed the scent at a run.

The scent ran right across the next valley, and then Rupert had to climb another mountain. From the top of this mountain Rupert looked down into the next valley. Far away across the snow he’could see a black dot on a rock. He left the scent and at a gallop went toward the rock. As he drew near he could see that it was a man lying exhausted in the snow. Barking joyfully, Rupert rushed up to bhn, and licked his hands. “Hullo, doggie, where did you come from?” inquired the man, as he patted Rupert’s head. Rupert stood on Ins hind legs and planted his front paws on the man's lap so be could untie the little barrel of spirits.

The man drank a little of the brandy and then put It back on Rupert’s collar. , , , After resting a while, the man, led by Rupert, set out for the village. It was a slow journey, and it was night before they came" to the village, where the man was cared for until he was able to go back to his own home. Before he left he fixed a little gold medal to Rupert’s collar for his brave deed, and he was praised by all the people. Rupert returned to his master's house quite ready for saving more travellers from the snowy wastes. —Original, by “Te Rauparaha,” aged 16 years, Bunnythorpe.