OPEN EYES.
Dear Fairiel,—l am writing to tell you quite a little adventure I had on Monday. I was walking up the hill to my fort. I heard a squeaking sound which seemed to-be saying, "Please warm us." On arriving at my fort I saw three little bunny rabbits. I picked them up and was just going to take them home. ' ■ ■ When about a yard ahead of me was the mother hare. She looked up at the young ones, so that my heart was moved with love for the darlings. They were not rabbits, but hares.—Yours, !■ HAROLD BROOK. "We planted beans and peas in a box-of sawdust and some wheat on wet blotting-paper. Yesterday we found that the beans and peas had sent up small green shoots and the wheat had come up like blades of grass. Last year the Scarlet Runners climbed up the support and twisted up the window cord and the window." ALISON POOLE. Khandallah.
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Evening Post, Volume CIV, Issue 68, 17 September 1927, Page 14
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