OUR. RING. TO-NIGHT.

Evening Post, Volume CXI, Issue 120, 23 May 1931, Page 18

OUR. RING. TO-NIGHT.

I'.'/u Fuller, Otaki.—l'm 'fraid we have a "Piglet," lad. Would you like "Roo"? 'Bunyip," Eastbourne.—Whisper, pixie. . . My Daddy sometimes does that tool 3<rity Hoffer, Palmerston North.—Elk, that name belongs. Gmiid you think again? •Flufflkins," Noaio. —Please, darling, send me that bit again. It wasn't quite right. 'King Cole," City.—Not so- good this time, lass. Try both ideas once more. Thelma Sendall, Miramar—lt belongs too, ladybird. Would you like to be "Iloneydew"? "May Flower," Brooklyn—One next month, fay. Keep open eyes for It. "Saucy Sue," Ngaio.—-We've had two, but never the Tommy Tiddler one. "Dawn Child," Paraparaumu —Just the last line wasn't quite right, so it's changed. "Mother Hubbard," Ngaio.—But I've never caught the sun asleep yet—have you? "Star Queen," Upper Hutt.—l'm 'fraid that is Journal, Sweet. Send me another. "Colden Key," Taita.—Love you to, dear one— and I love the chosen name. "Tiny Tim," City.—l didn't feel that one, and I'm very glad I "Jacko the Monko," City—lsn't he fun? He's always. in danger, too. "Capt. Peg," Lyall Bay.—Yes . . Truly North of Ireland, and I never walk under ladders! "Mountain • Pride," Miramar.—He's very nice. Such a shame he's got to fall I "Camroc," City.—And wonderful stories too. of strange lands and places? "Sunny Jim," Miramar.—Please, have you any more address . . In case of pen-friends? "Alice White," Newtown.—Do you play on those swings by tho hospital ? 'Queenie Paul," Newtown.—That's splendid, when you're nearly almost next door. "Lllao Bloom," Eastbourne.—First next term, elf. O ... Podger, or Sing-ho or Spinks. "Russian Princess." Upper Hutt It must have been a fairy place truly enough, fay. "C. Tonks," City.—Great. Tell me more about it. Do you have many spills? "Carnation Queen," Karori.—Doreen and Tinker and you are just lovely, pixie. 'Ivy Blossom," City.—Not yet, childie, but 1 surely will go one morning.

"Silver Ben," Wallaceville.—lt's just right for the King, but isn't there a picture? "Twinity Snaps," Belmont—Clever one, you guessed them all. The poem is a dear.. "Morning Star," Bolmont.—That's tremendously good for the boys, childie. "Tinkle Mopsy," Upper Hutt—Sweetness, you'll have to write it again, not both sides of your paper. "Who Goes First," Upper Hutt.—A mushroom for you both, one on each side. "Thimble Wimpsy," Upper Hutt.—You also, beloved. The Printer-Man won't turn over. Frances Power, Rona Bay.—Are you going to . have a fairy name, wee new one? "Silver Tips," Hataitai.—Such a precious one. It followed your wee note. "I Wrote It." Upper Hutt.—ln pencil, lassie, If you haven't any Indian ink. "Mist Maiden," Petone.—No, it didn't find her. Could, you write, her again? "Prince Jan," Upper Hutt.—Sure, there's a spare mushroom for you. young. one. "Pin-Cushion," Lower Hutt.-—But 'course you can. I thought that name was best. "Dana," Lower Hutt.—Just lovely .. . and safe away in my cupboard. "Elf Magic," Newtown.—o, please, I'm watchIng for the rest by the Postman. "Turkish Imp," Newtown.—Good, sweetheart . only we don't have lambs In May. "Fleetfoot," Lower Hutt.—You've been hardworking small ones, over the scrapbooks. "Rosary," Queensland.—Welcome, over-the-seas one. You're in the Ring now, and we do liko your story. "Bouncer," Trentham.—What sort Is he, and what do you call him, laddie? "Long Toes," Trentham.—And who does the gardening! Do you all help to dig? Joy M'Millan, Hataitai.—Heaps of room for you, childie. Are the leaves their boats? John M'Millan, Hataitai. —Are you going to pick "pretend" names, both of you? "Sea Jewel," Trentham.—Birthday wishes, dear heart. I 'spect you love your puppy. "Big Toes," Trentham.—Comfy In wet weather, to carry your house along with you. "Huia Bird," Trentham.—But hasn't it come buck yet? You would bo sorry.

"Kurrajons, N.S.W.—You're the far-away "Light or the Age," City.—Happy returns, Mdfalry of us all. D(j you find your answers die. Would Spot or Bins or Crack do? and get your letters? "Soartet Pimpernel," Seatoun—Bravo—ail "Thumbelina," Ngalo.—Quito all right. Sweet- right I But weren't the countries hard? ness, both tho name »nd the envelope. "Crimson Rose," Seatoun.—The two cuddly 'Daisy Dawn," Ka>t>rl.—Did you come to sea balls are specially marked from you and mol' I found your wee drawing. Purple Pansy now, "Golden Tips," Karorl.—And yours, too, littlo "Avalon," Petone.—Tou busy elves .. . P'raps one. Poor Email Dunce on tho ■ stool I you'd coino with La Lanseuse next visit sho "Anonymous," City.—At last tho old crossword makes. explained Itself. Aron't you glad? "Hobgoblin," Nelson.—ls It Nelson College, and "Rory O'Moore," Killarney—Monday seems a ls the scarlet °ak stl» there? very bad day to seek for Fairiels 1 "Flresprlte," Nelson.—Why, I didn't know you •Don Pedro," Island Bay.-So well done. 1 llad mtted' the two ot *oudo hope there isn't too much black. "Sparkler," Newtown.—o, I'm so sorry, Sweet"Mao Aroni," Befhampore.-I couldn't Quite ness- T did I1!i0 him so muchmake out. Is she on the roof? "Pollyanna," Kelburn—Well written, glad one loyc. Woolhouao, Mlramar.-So dainty. Wen • • • • but lbe Vooh tales are your bestdetails, like hands, and straight lines, need "Lydia," Kelburn.—Not quite the best, but a little more care, though. tne most lovable by far. colleen. •Tippetty Toes," Brooklyn.—A good story, woo "Queen Dawn," City.—Autumn holidays Indeed. one. Who helps you with commas and Did you have an out-of-door time? stops? Dolores de Murney. City.—l wonder now, do "Queen of Autumn," Brooklyn.—Happy days 3°u kuuw small Taueyia at all? to you, darling, I know who wrote your "Franohoto," Petone.—Not lately, but It's "M. letter for you! Mogford, Stokes Valley, Lower Hutt." "Petal Gold," City.—Beloved, write It over "Cupid," Takaka.—o, but don't be scared. Anagaln, carefully as you can. other poem, pixie, or a sketch.

"PLEASE . . . !" "Royal Star"—Call on Falrtel at the Fairy Ring next Saturday morning. "Queen of the River"—Write to "Hobgoblin," 78, Haven road, Nelson. "Indian Chief"—To "Jacko the Monko," 377. Adelaide road, Newtown. "Royal Star"—To "King Cole," 2, Moeller street. City. "Morning Star"—To "Mist Maiden," 2, Kirk's avenue, Petone. "Rory O'Moore"—To "Turkish Imp," •2, Harper street, Newtown. Write on one side only of your paper, pixies, 'cos Printer-Man never looks on the other.— FAIRIEL.

'Queen of th« Lilies," Trantham.—Will you truly? . I think Saturday morning is best. 'Whippet," Trentham.—lt covered up the golf links too, didn't it?

Ailssi Lowen, Hataital.—But somebody else has it, darling.' Choose again, "lagoo," California.—Your Earth God Is so rough ... I'd rather' he slept quietly. "Fairy Fuss-About." Heretaunga.—A dear piece, only we've had It already in the Ring. "Mother's Baby," Trentham.—Do you know, I think you must like your teacher awfully. "Rory 0!Moore," Klllarney.—O, but times you're quicker than a leprecaun—and catch up! "Sunset," Carterton It's terribly interesting. You did it very well. "Hankey," Trentham A big cat or a kitten? And does he belong to you? "Hlnemoa," Khandallah.—Sorry, ladybird, but pen-names can't be changed. "Pierrot," Kalburn.—Those sort of "Think Twice" won't print, dear one. "Tree-Elf," Kelburn.—Ask Pierrot to help you find some "Smile Awhlles" Instead. "Hermione," Korakonui.—l'd love them, honey, writing and all, for the Ring album. "G.A." Trentham (Buster being taken).—Welcome again I do like Boy and Sou, so much. 'Fairy Brown-Eyes," Petone.—l'll do my best. Ask Mummy for a Ladies' Home Journal. "Indian Chief," Petone.—No, sonny, we haven't had it—but we will now. "Royal Star," Ngalo.—Could you call, chlldio? It's a breakable prize, you see. "Dismal Desmond," Kelburn.—O, I should like . tremendously. Yes, In quite soon. "Honeysuckle^" Ngalo.—Did you do the verse your own self, Dearness?—the fairy one? • Adrian Svenson, Hataital.—A great time .. . but isn't it terribly cold in bathing-suits? "Jersey Lily," Plimmerton.—Did you ever see them—the tiger-snakes and pythons?