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Dominion, Volume 34, Issue 157, 29 March 1941, Page 16

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dogpaddle, side-stroke and breaststroke. At the show Bruce got third for his calf and his pup. Dad has joined the Home Guard and every Thursday and Sunday he goes to practice.— Puck (7), Masterton. Mountain Trek. ONE day my brothers and I went for ,a tramp in the bush. It took us to Rocky Knob, on the Tararua Range. It was great fun trying to keep a foothold, as the track is very steep and slippery. We saw many wild pigeons and I picked many native plants, but we did not see any deer, though there are a lot in the bush. When we arrived at the top we saw many townships on the west side of the range. On the top it is very rocky, and snow scrub is growing. Coming down we were all slipping, and it was great fun. When we arrived home I was feeling tired after such a long day’s tramp.— Honeysuckle (12), Mangamire. From the Farm. UTE have a lovely horse named ’’ Toby. Its mother died when it was only a day old, and it was given to us, as the man who owned if, said he wouldn’t be bothered feeding it by hand. So we always fed it out of a basin, and it became very quiet. It is a beautiful upstanding horse now. very tall, and powerful. — Lady Gay (14), Hastwell. Busy Days. These summer holidays I have had a variety of jobs. Painting was my first bit on holiday, and it was interesting. Then cleaning out a hothouse of tomatoes. It was a glass hothouse, and the tropics could not have been hotter. On the farm, 1 weeded mangolds. Backacliing, but ■ interesting work, was this winter food for cattle and stock. In the small fruit orchard there were raspberries (which are clean and pleasant to pick) and boysen berries. These are rather like logan or mulberries, but they have a sharp, tart taste, and are a sort of relation to the blackberry— Dad’s Cobber (11), Carterton. Pussy-cat. A LITTLE girl or boy would like a pussy-cat bag filled with tiny toys Black velveteen, stuffed, forms the head, using beads for the eyes and embroidery stitch for the face markings. The bag is gathered to the head with a check bow, and has two copious pockets, the borders of which are finished with cross-stitch buttonholing.— Golden Queen (12), Pahiatua. Busy Fingers. AT school we are working for the patriotic funds and hoping to hold a bazaar very soon. We are making dolls’ clothes and rag-dolls for it. We are also collecting articles for the refugees, who are less fortunate than we are. —Silvery’ Sea (11), Pa-tea,

Honeysuckle, Mangamire: What a shame! Sickness and wintry showers have spoiled a lot of fun these past weeks. Many thanks for the stamps. Busy with the hayfork and busy with scissors’ and paste. You must have been, for it was a very'nice scrapbook. Health campers will have a grand time inspecting i-s gay pages. A double Thank You. Kath.

Smiler Carterton: So they do! Spring comes and goes like a dream—but autumn’s gifts are durable. The berried heads looked like so many curranle. Beautifully pointed thorns, too. as someone found out to his cost! Glad you liked it, but there should have been an apology to go with it, eo “61ap dashed” was the inking. I/arlcHpur, Carterton: The pen-name Is yours, Dora. We are pleased to welcome another Carterton member, and hope you write again. Dad’s Cobber, Carterton: They ARE beautiful. I twisted a eprig Into my’ brooch and more than one house-conscious person rang, the praises of berries in a table bowl. Strange how small things such as those are weighted with treasures of memory. The acrid perfume of hips and haws unrolled rne past like a scroll, and a place long forgotten was remembered, Thank you, Rex.

Puriri, New Plymouth: Cleaned and stacked so' carefully! A very nice one. Specially the nurse, hovering in the background like the good fairy that she is. Two hundred and seventy; cheeked and banded. Many thanks, Beth. Water Kat, Wellington: One leak wasn’t so bad; and rent dwelling is fun. isn't it! I hope you keep the resolution. But though we admire Wordsworth and Tennyson. Page space is so small that It is beet ro send your own efforts. Best of Inch for the studies. Kea, Wninui-o-Mnta: Bumping the boughs and hearing the apples thud into the grass is good sport:—but crunching the spoil is even better—even if aches are involved. The thought of tackling an apple pie after your afternoon’s work made me chuckle. I hope pains have gone by now! Bumble Bee, Wainul-o-Mata: Someone already belonged to the first choice, but I am glad that you added an alternative one. I like it even better. Glad you have joined at last Agnes. Lots of girls play cricket. Perhaps you'll learn. nappy Maid, Marton: I DID like it. No wonder there hasn’t been much time, when exams are in the air. But they mean holidays too, don’t they! Another mushroom seeker. Did you eat a lot?