OPEN EYES.

Evening Post, Volume CXIII, Issue 141, 18 June 1927, Page 14

OPEN EYES.

'.One : 'day, as I was on my way to iehpol,; a sparrow flew past me just overhead. It had a large morsel of croirt. iit; its beak, and as it passed me (it . wag flying -low) it dropped the crust,., which immediately fell to the ground and hid behind a stone. Tin; bird.then flew to the ground, intending to look for it, but after a little search th«. sparrow flew away very much disgusted. "•■■;' '•;, • . ; • Sent in by Kathleen Cooke. ■Hatnitai.

Dear Ones, — You all know Peter Pan ... the boy who wouldn't grow up? Of course you do ... and Wendy and Michael and John and all the other wonderful people and things that help to make the story of them! And if you know him at all I can be quite sure of one thing . whether you are boy or girl, little or big ... he's one of your very '"favouritest" people! Isn't he? But how many of you know that someone ... someone called George Frampton . . . has made a statue ..-. .a little stone Peter Pan, standing, splendidly on his rock (do you remember the rock in the lagoon?) and piping his charms forever. It stands in a park where children play, right in the heart of London . . . and the little stone rabbits and elves and rats listen enchanted to his music. I?ll tell you a secret. Lots of Grown-ups love Peter, awfully though of. course they wouldn't say. One has 1 made a poem about him, though . .. "written at dusk in Kensington Gardens . . ." So I've put it in the Ring for you to see. ; ■- ■ ...... Yours, :■. \. - FAIRIEL.