OUR RING TO-NIGHT

Evening Post, Volume CV, Issue 151, 30 June 1928, Page 15

OUR RING TO-NIGHT

Rang) Spencer, Lower Hutt.—What has all the busy-ness been about, lost one? And are you going to Btay, "Bangi," or flnd another name? I think lt'a 'cause I like to Keep you . ' guessing. . • ....<-, ••.'■'■ Shirley M'Gill, Brooklyn.—They are, Shirley. . »■'. and they like, to stay ages this draughty . weather. ■ ■■ ' r Ti,ipy Toes, Hewtown.—l know how they fill the spare spaces. Many happy returns from us all for nearly a week ago. Dick Dtniell, Masterton.—Ho I Clever One I Stencilling's fun If you make your own pattoriis. . ."We.-must have some on the King. Nola Stanley, Levin.—Tell me how she Is lilce all those people. . . or Is It just that the names were happy ones? It must be good to be' back.. ■■' ' Enid Simmlss, Silverstream.—What a scrumptious idea of Mother's. . . Do you love it, ■small Seven-years? .You haven't been at Grandma's ever since, have you? Joan Mitchell, Belmont—Do you want to come always, Joan?. Tell us in a letter, eh? "Moonlight," Brooklyn.—Never mind, I'll fpr- '*• give you all your promises until the exanis. are over. Did you love-her or was she just good? .'.■..-. . .. ■ . , "Dewdrop," Levin.—lt isn't frightfully nice of Mm to leave his slaughtered, bits of things on the perfectly good lawn. : . Couldn't you train him to drop them in the dust bin? Betty Simmiss, Silventream.—What lots of news >and Jolly news,'too; Betty I'l should .certainly include the magpie. The country cold is always colder than the seaside cold, you know. This stings though, and you swallow the wind In gulps 1 ' Valeric Ward, Evans Bay.—Think I like the black chap best, don't you? White. things are lovely, but somehow they, are never as much fun. 'Claudia Browne, Lyall Bay.—School's must ■:■ have lots of empty gaps. . . But I'm glad . yours is filled again; . "Tinkerbell," Northland.—Are you ever so cold now, Little Thing? Winnie the Pooh is terribly nice. . . but now you'll be wanting . all the Christopher -Robin Books! "Country Maid," Belmont—She sounds the jolllest friend in the world, and I think : somehow that you have wondorful times together. . . Is that a good guess? June Morton, Wailestown.—lt's long and. long • and ■ long : ago since the first. Punch and Judy happened . .'and where ishard to say. Italy seems to claim him:now, but his first home, I think, was China . . longer ago than Italy could remember. "Butterfly,"' Brooklyn.—No, it doesn't matter. Can't you mend Patch's leg? I love "Lady ..Moon," do you? ' . ■ > _. ."Thunderclap," Brooklyn.—Of course. It's hor r .' rid to see them dead, ■ but rats just have to be. TeH"me more about, the pigeons. "Bluebell," Mlramar.—What -a wild wee fellow ; he must be! Mine did that too. How did the ■ match: go?; . ■'.• . ■'■ ■ '■•■■ ■ : "Lady Moon," Brooklyn.—Thank you, dear one, I love you too. Kittens get the funniest " ideas sometimes . . . they donft in the least know what they are themselves so thoy run round to flnd out. ' '■' ■.■••. •• ■ ■ ■ Mirable Morton, Wadeitown.—o, but yes, I've seen it, top. . . tiny, signs along the hills

'•' arid a sudden woo warmth in the altl'packed away between the- cold. bits. -Thank you, littlo one.,. . '. . :. ' .. ■ ; "Mrt. Tittlemouse," Wellington.—lt's full of chariots and vory beautiful horsos. Isn't It?, School sounds cold without' a fire. Yes,- :. still as much paper. aa you like; ' ■ Alma Westbrook, Wellington.r-Is that 'all, again?.. •_•'•> .-■.'.-■ ... .'■■■■.■■ "Yen Beg," Martinborougji.—lt's an*, awfully uncommon one,' Thelmti. And you're tho luckiest thing to Have that ever so-pretty.weo' , room; all,to yourself, and full of your own* tilings. ' "''■■" ''. . James Crockot, Levin.—That's a rathor rlslcy ""habit: to have, surely. You Just musn't let him.- Tell us about Canada. ..... , ■ .' "Petal," Khandallah.—Sinoko can be very, beautiful . . ■„ 'specially white with.tho sun reaching through In tho morning. Do you . give him a crumb ever? -.'.-. ■ , ■-■■' "Sunbeam," Khandallah.—o, do. And tell us all -about yourself. • Yes, ■ the violets are. through. •. . '.-..'-'.. '■'■.•■■'■ i Lucy Jessup, Newtown.—you are one of the busy ones, aro you . '. . but'come whenever you want to, hard enough to manage It. "Mick," Wellington."—ls that whore you've been I Yes, it's good to hear the horns and know the world is busy. Thank you for the Sweetmakor, dear one. ■ ■. . "Phantom Scimitar," Miramar.—l like them, too . . .they're jolly, aren't they ? .Eels aro just tho difflcultest things to catch and noteasy to. keep caught either. We'll tell-Fetor* now. .'.■'.•■.; "Peter Pan," Wadestown.--Peter, "Phantom Scimitar" wants to say how Jolly your stor-' : ics are.' But "it's only what wo . all think. . More soon. . ' ■ "Dolores," Wellington.—Somehow I think tho big biiiclt laco mantilla' Is going to suit you. TITo verso Is very extraordinary, but cm Ito entertaining. '. „- . : "Lady Bird," Wellington.—Yes, rather, and you won't bo sorry a bit!- ■ . "Gharmaine." Potono.—Good idea, especially as there were two. eh? . ■ "Scribulus,'.'. Ncwtown.—Richard . : Itichard ?: Tell me. Yes, and potatoes, with butter,, and fun. ■■ .:..:-,..y :\<<, •.-..,:.... "Niddy-noildy,"'- NeVtoWn^—But that's, what you haveboen,--ail tlii's -.tinio, haven't you?" I don't think th6y.do.;riglit at the'bc'eluning. Nobody docs. . '■'■'• ■ -■>• ••..-. ? Petone.—Just nobody, aro you? . .And V I couldn't guess, from tho writing,.,little person with frost about, your','playhouse. "Star, Star," , NewtdWn.r-An' fully nlco; little verso.* .Whore did -you ,'ijbt -1t?:.., ..-•.•-.. ■■■•' . "Forget-nie-not," ' Mitclieiltown.-^Clcver. one, how jolly to get a prize,, for a fancy* dress you've mado every bit-.iyourself )'■■/' "Penny Plain," Lovin.—O,-but'.tliaiik you for tho teeny bit. ofixeiil".Scotland;- Edinburgh must bo. a :vor.y.v.bc!«itlf.ul;. town .. -. and,, of course, you miss "your' snowmen, atid graiid slides'..- - ' ■ ;r ? l>-;:: 1."..;.1. *-;.: ■■'■.*. ■-:.-■-'■■ Erie Pioot,* Karori.-^i>ld tlie footballers havo to wash in tho stream to sco out of their oyca, Eric?. It must havo been a thrilling match, was it? Alice Sigden, Wellington South.—Rather, I do. . . but i'hato coming homo In the rain with ' tired toes'and spo'lly clothes. "' : ; Joan Johnson, Newto^n.—l wonder if you hacf left tho woe new sparrows.': Just watching so that tho - cat kept away , . whether the parent birds would havo managed to got v.Jhom back to.the nest?. Hooks did that .once.Agnes Brown, Khandallah.—Yes, do . . and tell us all* about yqursclf, s.-> that wo'll know you sorih. little one." ■' : ; Peggy Maitland, Potone.—The world, as somebody said, is so full of a number of tilings. ... Uo- you know tho rest? . FAY ELVIN, Masterton. BINA CHARLESWORTH, Lower Hutt. KATHERINE MASON, Wellington. ■ MARCUS HEGINBOTHAM, Kilblrnic. MARGARET HOY, Rosenoatli. JOYCE BEEDY, Petone. PEGGY COOK/Welllnflton. IVY ADAMS, Wellington,,, r „-,.'.■■.,• -.;>',. Would you eight people pleiiso.sond me your exact addresses just aßsbon'as;ovor you. can? •. '•■ FAIBIEL.