LETTERS
Dearest Fairiel, —Yesterday I went to see "Chang.?' It was simply beautiful. Daddy and Mummy and Susie came, too. It was all about an Indian called Kru. Then there were his wife and two children and a baby and a ■ pet monkey. Kru and some other natives used to set traps for the leopards and tigers, etc. One day they caught a Chang, which is really an elephant. They had it tied up to one of the posts on which the honse stood. Suddenly the Mother Chang came, and she and her baby were putting the Kru's house down. They all escaped except the pet monkey, and the poor little thing was calling out to Kru to come back for him; his name was Bimbo. At last he escaped and was- chased by a leopard, but he reached Kru unharmed. Kru related his story to the chief of the village and said that he thought the great herd of elephants were coming, but the chief said it was all nonsense} but just theri the elephants Were seen, and they ettme into the village :a_d knocked all the huts down. The natives escaped, Of course. Then Kru and the rest of the __eh mad. a great trap for the elephants and caught them. He then set to work to make a new home for his family. At the end it showed Kru's.little girl kissing the boy. Daddy said "Chang" took two years or more to be photographed.—Love from "THE ELASTIC GHOST." Kelburn. Dear Fairiel,—l got the nigger to his home ' all right. My favourite song is "Sweet and Low." I am eight years Old. I w„nt down to the beach yesterday to get some wood, and we played Chasing in the lupins, and had a good time. My brother and sister and I have great fun bathing in the summer time, and now it is winter after a storm we walk along the beach and look, for treasures. We find lots of pretty shells, seaweed, pebbles, and sometimes pieces of jelly-fish and sponge. Wo all like the Fairy Ring. '■■'-•■ "FAIRY. JOY." Paekakar-ki. Dear Fairiel, —To-day Dad and I caught a rabbit in a log down where W"> were making a track. When I let my dog go ho chased the rabbit into a hollow log. We went down to the log and poked sticks down it. Then I went and got the maul and wedges. I split the log a bit, but I could not get it out. Then Dad camo with tho spado and split it open, and I was able to catch the rabbit. Then Dad showed mo how to hold him, because he scratched mo. We put him in a box when I got him home. Dad is going to lot him go now.—Lovo from "ROB ROY.*" Levi a. -Z__a_-a__qi---_r__--^^
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Evening Post, Volume CVI, Issue 17, 21 July 1928, Page 15
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473LETTERS Evening Post, Volume CVI, Issue 17, 21 July 1928, Page 15
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