TWISTERS.

Evening Post, Volume CXIII, Issue 129, 4 June 1927, Page 14

TWISTERS.

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Dear Family,—

LETTERS

Dear Fairiel, —May I join the Fairy Ring? I should love to if there are enough mushroom seats. I have just turned eleven,,and am. in Standard V. What do you' thinl; I found on our lawn the other morning? It was a really, truly fairy ring, with some toadstools or mushrooms (you couldn't tell which, they were so tiny) inside. And one night, when nobody was near I looked out of the window, and what do you think I saw? Why, hundreds of little lights' jumping about in the trees! I thought they must have been the lights of the elves. ' The other day I lit a fire in the paddock with my brother and some other children, and cooked potatoes. O, we had great fun! —Yours, . i ■ JOAN. Joan Goodwin, . ' Wadestown. . :

Dear Fairiel,—l have just been on a holiday at a farm, and I love farms, too. There was a big walnut tree there, and delicious walnuts on it that we ate. '••;..

I was delighted with the pretty little picture you had drawn for us to paint. Why, I can hear little Cappy Bix, our little Pom., barking! Now I must sky off to bed, for it is getting late.—Yours faithfully, Fairiel, SYLVIA. By the way, I am sending you a grey bunny. Sylvia M'Laren,

Dear JTairiely—l am so glad that there is a fairy ring in the "Evening Post" now. I think the heading is perfectly lovely. I don't think you could have got a better one. I love painting, don't you 1? It is my favourite subject at school; Do you think we could have some Cross .Word Puzzles now and again— easy ones I mean, not ones that look as if they: were meant foT professors. : Well! Best, of luck, Fairicl.—With love from . . JOAN. Joan Milne, ' Kelburn.

Dear Fairiel, —These holidays my friend and Mary have been up to the bush two or three times. When we were up there we gathered ferns and made a fernery. We are having a competition as to who can make tho best fernery. I am simply longing for next Saturday, that I can hardly wait to see it.— Your loving fairy, UNITY. Unity Jones, Lower Hutt.

Bear Fairiel, —May I join your King? lam 6. I have a dog. His name is Toby. I have a baby brother and he is lovely. Goodbye. THBMfA. Thelma Joseph, . Taita. '

THE FAIBY SPOT,

Qne .fine spring morning Ilka and John were playing "Hospital" in the summerhouse.

"I know," said. John, "I'll got somo grasses.Daddy put away for the flowers yesterday. He won't mind." "What for!" inquired Ilka. » "The mattress for the invalids," said he, running to - the shed. Ilka then began sweeping with a very old broom. All of a sudden she stopped to hear a,very loud.voice rings ing out: "Ilka, Ilka, come and see what I've found . . Quick, quick!" It was John who was calling out. So Ilka ran to John, and when she reached John saw him bending over a poor little fairy which had hurt its wing. "John, will you bring the grass along while I carry. the fairy to our hospital?" asked Ilka.

"Righto," said John, as he ran along ahead. When the fairy recovered she told them: "The place.where I was is our Spot. I was playing there all tho tiHumrLinnnVr.iuiniSihhnuinHnnninuununssnunuuinsnuiinihiiiiuHi'nnuHHiisssiiiiiinssiLHiTi

Thank you for the truly beautiful headings! I didn't think it could ever look so lovely . . . but colour makes all the difference to everything. ..".-. I should like to be able to show you at least one . . .but, of course, a newspaper insists that everything be "black and white and read all over," doesn't it? Shall I tell you whose was the very best? It wasn't very easy to' decide, but in the end we found her: DORIS GOLDING, aged 10, Wadestown. It was so gay and so neat. And the next best person is PEGGY HALLIGAN, Johnsonville, who was wonderfully careful with crayons. I wouldn't be surprised if the postman visited these two little people very soon. . ■ Here are some things to remember: ■ . ■ Drawings, if yoii want them to go in the Ring, must be ever so neat, in Indian ink, on unruled paper. Stories and verse must be written on one side of the paper only, and separate from your letter. Of course, they must be original, which means that you make them yourself, and your age on the back of everything you send is a very wise plan. Letters, to be answered, must be in by Wednesday night. Can you remember all that? . . - Good-night, little people. Isn't it cold ... . . but an Open Eyes fairy is talking of Spring already, so let's pretend it's true.—Yours, FAIRIEL.

mLuuimiiiiitniimiimttmuittmHiuiuiHiiiiiMiuuiuiiiuuiiiittiiiiiiiniiiituiuiiiiitiiEiuuiuiuiiiiuiuim. 1 GAMES TO PLAY. TICK TOCK. "Tick.Tock" has to be played in the playground, for it needs at least thirteen to play, while twenty-five can join in if .there happens to be a big crowd. All the players stand in a circle. If there are twelve players they take the time of the hours- just as they stand. Twelve at the' top, of course^ six. at the bottom, and the other numbers in between, just as on the clock. The odd player. stands in the centre, and when, he calls out a certain hour—or halfhour if there are twenty-four in the circle—the player who is that time unclasp his hand,- runs round the circle and back to his place. The odd player counts twelve while the player runs, and if he doesn't get back to his place before he has finished counting, the runner has lost a point. Now every player has three points, and when he has lost the three he is out. And the game is thus played on to the end. It's most exciting. .