OUR RING TO-NIGHT

Evening Post, Volume CIV, Issue 92, 15 October 1927, Page 14

OUR RING TO-NIGHT

The nights are cold yet, my Chicks, for all the noons are summer ... So cuddledose on those mushroom: stools of yours, and tuck your toes up out of the dew! ' There's lots to be said before morning. Joan Muncey. Ngaib.—A burst water main is jolly .. . were you there when it came pounding through 1 Don't you lore the way it reaches up and up, and comes splashing over and win not be stopped? Alma Bowden. Petone.—Three cats sitting up beside you demanding bread and butter what curious fellows they must be. What did you do in the concert? Jean M'Queen, Levin.—We'll love to hear all about the Botorua trip, Jean. Perhaps a quicker, easier way would be for me to look It up and send the recipe to you . . . do you keep all our Sweetmakers? Why. Is Levin so without brightness of flowers or weather just now . . we're gay as anything. 'Love from us to Mary and the Twins. Lois Fulton, Mlramar.—Hadn't the wee sparrow lost Its baby down, Lois? It was probably trying its small wings for the very first time, and wanted you to know lust how clever it was. ; .< . Dorothy Bullock, Porlrua.—Are they the strong creamy pure arum ones, Dorothy? I love them too ... and along the creek edge sounds the very place for them to grow. Jean Bigg», Normanaale.—Good, Jean . . . , we'll look forward to it. Jack may have hit upon an: even better plan than any the elves know. Pat Johnstons, Karaka Bay.—lt sounds the happiest of birthdays, Pat. . . Many happy days from every one of us! Swimming already,, small thing . . . how scrummyl Alison Pools, Khandallah.—l expect that just was the starling that went off with William's precious tall! Do the frogs that make such a croaking In your swimming pool get cleared out every season? Shirley Murriott, Oriental Bay.—That will.bo great fun . . I think I'm going to love it.,. . tell me when. It Isn't easy to pretend you're someone else . . . even "over the atr." Surely Palmerston would be the dreariest place in the world to be in hospital in. Sophia Pomtt, Wellington.—Have you a farm place belonging all to yourselves . . . these days are surely made for it. "Bath" sounds good I Peggy Devenish, Lower Hurt.—Poor baddy . . . . no wonder somebody Is going to receive a present of some magpies! All the iceland poppy heads and the peas 1 Did you "wish"

the river were warmer? I think I should have before I'd known I ■ Erie Dixon, BelmonL—Seven years! I loved your letter. • Do it again soon, -will you? Are you on the hIU: then that you see the boats come in the harbour? Do the little native fellows come from the bush? Thank Mummy for me. ' Sydney Biggs, Normandsle— Tes, and a moonlight one too. . . I have seen It when the rivers, a ribbon and the hills iced over with moonlight. . : •. Lilly Gwilliam. Lyall Bay.^We want you always to say when you send things whether sou make them yourself or not,* dear . Jack 3 Good Fortune Is a good beginning try! But write of things we- know better than gypsies. - . ■■..■■ • Winnie. Bullock, Porlrua.—lt was fa splendid idea to do that ... . seeing things.is.the best way to remember them, isn't it. I'm awfully glad you didn't feed the poor old chap with straw hats as some rather mean people

Jun« Morton, Wulestown.—l will: like It ever so much, June . :.. daylight having isa jolly plan that should have, happened long ago Swimming docs make bathing ever, so much more/thrllllng, of course.' Katherlne Mason, W«lllnot6n.—Threfe brand new Persian kits must -be ever so cuddlysweet, Katherlne. Sometimes the ninht air after the heat of the day makes the flowers twice as heavenly-scented. Audrey Knox. Kllblrnle—Do you' know I hadn't realised that part of it . . about the 111 people .. . before. Thank you for making me. How. dia you manage to hurt the head enough for stitches, Audrey mine? Nancy Rojers,' Kllblrnle.-From us, he has about eighty pounds . . and altogether- more than ho knows! . Was Uncle's hoky-poky the honey bubbly kind? Ada Jorgenson, ■ Wellington.—When you clve us things like the "Greeting" tell us where they como from, Ada . . we can't have them in the Ring unless we know. Jack Biggs,. Normahdala.—That's a good idea Jack. I quite see how you get the four legs ... but mushroon* don't have backs do they? Who made tne verse? Mirable Morton, Wadestown.—Won't that be Just scrummy . . you'H have wonderful times, and all .the..summer .days coming! Norma Knox,. Kilblr'nle.—Where do the "white swans" come from, Norma? I like them Thanks for the Twisters. Marie M'Crae, Ngalo.—Clematis looks its love•Jlest hanging' from bush, doesn't It? Tell us all about the tattooing; Joan Batten, Roseneath.—You're an Open-eyed little person, I see, 'my Joan. You give us real pictures of your Saturday. Audrey Wilson, Evans Bay.—She's ever so .clever and ever so sweet, Audrey. ■ Blunv happy returns of that Thursday from'is all! Joyce and Peggy Smith, Kelburn.—l'm so glad you managed to scramble up . . Jt would have been too awful If you had missed all that fun. I think Joyce should have a little white pup, don't you? The real little bird \. houses sound beautiful ... we must. tell everyone, Joyce, in the Ring, eh? The sea doesn't look very cosy to me yet, you brave things, but Hataltal's shallow and the sun was hot, wasn't it ? Do you know you shouldn't be being answered at. all this week? But I want to tell you that things to go in the King have to be clearly written oa one side of the paper only . . otherwise It all has to be copied out. Do you see, dears? ' And crosswords have to be drawn again In Indian Ink . . . your's is good but rather too easy. Not another word.

Barbara Willson, Evans Bay. —Thank you for your precious letter, Tiny One ... I love you too ... and for three big kisses. Jean M'Cleod, Lower Hutt.-- Was It wee enough to let you stroke it or was it old enough to bo a frightened one? Thyra Renall, M»st«rton.— lt's good for a Drst try .. . though" not quito good enough to go in, little versemaker. The lines are uneven lengths and "patch" won't rhyme with "back." The second verse Is better. If when you write It out, you let the rhymes fall at the ends of lines you will be more likely to get it right, Thyra. More please. Evelyn Sired, Roseneath.— Poor chick ... I should think I would excuse you . . mumps are sore as anything, aren't they? Did you make tho.bouq.uet too? Esma Cummlngs, Ngaio.— You were more than lucky to find sis balls after losing them .. . it must have been sky tennis 1 I don't think the verse will go in ... it is a little bewildering, that "monster of the deep." Pattie Campbell, Lower Hutt. —Don't they have splendid times as: soon as they are sure of themselves .. . bounding so absurdly into the air for sheer fun! Your garden must ho beautiful. • . ■ Rita Williams. Manakaii.— Thank you, dear . . . . but tell us - where you'cu£ them from, r things like that. I'm looking forward to the roses ... it sounds wonderfully like summer i Betty Hignett, Patone.— Many ' Many Happy Iteturns of Thursday a week ago, Betty, from us alll What scrummy presents .. It would be hard to know which you liked best. Una Hasse, Porirua.— lf they're awfully good wo want one, may we? Thank you for an ever so nice recipe, Una.

Esma Jacobion, Wadestown.—Pelting with petals sound Happiness Itself . . . especially the gold-scented broom. Drawing the tennis court in the sand was a. good idea, too. I love Mssefleld, too . . . there are few who give us sea and open spaces so well. Joyce Hodton, Brooklyn.—We cannot have a Spring Page every week, I'm afraid. Chick I .... it's a matter of space, they say, thought I quite agree with you that we matter more than lots of things. I want somebody to take a snapshot of that peacock like that. Adela Barker, Lower Hutt.—No, I haven't read ... is it anything like the Follyanna ones? It will soon be too hot for rounders even, won't it. Marjorie Jones, Evans Bay.—There Is something at the Kllblrnle Post Office "to be called for," Marjorie ... I haven't your proper addrets, you see. Will you call and get It? FIRST-LETTER PEOPLE. Fay Elvin, Masterton; Barbara' Wttlson, Evans Bay. AFTER-WEDNESDAY PEOPLE. Noel Hoggard, Lower Hutt, Marjorie Jones, Evans Bay; Mary Reid, Lower Hutt; ■ Irene Kelly, Wellington ;'Yola Bltossi, Brooklyn. OUR PET THINGS. " "Wasn't to-day a lovely day. I went barefooted for the first time. After lunch we took our little puppy Tim for a bathe in the river. The other day we went up to Akatawara and Daddy threw him in, and he got such a fright. He is only five months old. . When we took him down to-day he would only go in as far as he could walk; he would not go out of his depth; so very gently I picked, him up and took him put further, and let him swim back. He liked that." PEGGY DEVENISH. Lower Hutt.