LETTERS

Evening Post, Volume CVI, Issue 71, 24 March 1928, Page 14

LETTERS

Dear Fairiel, —I am sending you a little verse for the special sea page. I made it up myself, and I thought that you would like.it. Hasn't the sea been just perfect. latelj-, so clear and cool that-you just cant-stay out? We went out blaekberrying to Wallaceville and got a biscuit tin right full of lovely ripe berries. Wasn't the sunset lovely? I lay ou my back and watched/it. First of all the sky went pale ; pink and gradually changed to a bright flame red then it became mixed with brown, violet, and gold, which kept [growing fainter until it was; a pale pink, tinted with mauve and yellow. Then that faded away until the sky in the west looked like the sea bathed in moonlight. Then the evening star arose'and the aky grew darker; while/the moon, likea golden ball, made a golden path across the calm sea. The fairies must just love the sunset. I wonder if they could paint like that. I suppose they are.very busy painting the autumn leaves red, brown, and gold. It is they, too,.who deck each spear of gras|, each forest flower, and^each silvery, spider we)) with pearly "sparkling dewdrops, I believe. I love the fairies and I wish that I were one myself. I' would love to,do .all.the lovely, things they do, and especially in a New Zealand forest, which I am suro is the prettiest in the world, although some people don't realise it. Wellington,. • M.M.J. Dear Fairiel, —I had a very fine holiday at Christmas. My mate and I went on a farm. We went for som© nice picnics. I am sending you some silver paper. I have, collected a nice lot this time. My little brother is now two.years old, and he rideß my tricycle all over the yard.' With love from ' :.&■■.. V HAEOLD. I Harold Martin, Lower Hutt.

. Dear Fairiel, —I am always reading the "Fairy King" (in fact, I read it every Saturday night). Aren't the stories and jokes jolly? I could read a whole "Post" full of "Fairy Rings." By the way, a friend of mine had mushrooms for dinner the other day. I hope they weren't some of our party seats, don't you? A few days ago we went up Akatarawa for a picnic. Oht it was jolly. I wish you could have come too, Fairiel. Going round the Taita. Gorge we saw some magpies (you know those little feathery creatures with beady black eyes and rings round them?) Let's see, "do you think you could compose a story of "How the Magpie got rings round its eyes"? Have a try, Fairiel you're good at it. P.S.—Eemember, I'll be at the "Eing" with you next Saturday night.' EARLE. Barle N. Taylor, Petone. Dear Fairiel, —Now it has rained and rained lots of new mushrooms will spring up each night. Please, may I sit on one? I am ten years old, and not a bit clever. I just could' not mako one little verse if I tried ever so hard. Mother says never mind, some of us just have to clap hands, so I will sit and'clap hands and Cinders will purr. ' ' VALEKY. Valery Jervis, Petone. ■ Dear Fairiel, —Last Sunday afternoon we went down, to the beach. Tk» water was too cold for us to go bathing, so we made a. chute down a big sandhill and harl slides. My father went with two friends to Jig toheroas and they got half a sugar bag full. I like I tho soup, but I don't like the fritters. —AVith' love from .-■•'■ . ■ "'■.■'■■. --NO-LA.