"IN THE GARDEN."

Evening Post, Issue 19, 23 January 1932, Page 16

"IN THE GARDEN."

VWe ; have some, pohutukawa out now, and the bees are in it all day long. Fairiel,;the only things in my garden are .mint, hollyhocks, chrysanthemums, and-; rweeds!! ; It's no use pulling them out, .because the mint has spreading under-rpots, and when you dig down you ..come'across them. But the hollyhocks are lovely—higher than 'Pollyanna,' and . a beautiful pink shade." "STOBY GIEL" (14). Kelburn.. ■.'••'•■'•■■.■■•- • ■ • ■ "ALL ABOUT US." . ".'Moonshine Fairy' is holding my hand, a.hd helping me to write this letter. The other day Mummy let 'Golden Gorse.' and I take our sledge and go sledging down the opposite hill while she watched us. from the window. Yesterday we went through some bush, and there were lovely ferns everywhere." - ''.... , "TIGGYWINKLE" (5). Karori. • f4^-f4-»^4^4>-»-H-»-« HHIMHH

Kelburn,

"Princess Daffodil," Newtown.—Old you guess that the "Smile Awhile" corner was rather empty? They'll come in ever so useful.

"Jasmine," Island Bay.—Summer days and summer fun . . . Isn't the Park a lovely place? Just grand tor elves' playtime. "Cobnut" Newtown.—There seemed to be blta of other'stories too,'lad. Do you Uke writing? Use Just one side of your paper. "Anonymous," City.—Thanks ever so. Wo need such/lots of them in the Ring. "tH?.lm^> J'>" "'K»wl—T hope you're luckier ■ with this -one, sweetheart. Did Monsieur bun kiss you-too warmly? ■ :..

Ella McEwan, Karorl.—l'm 'fraid it belongs also, lassie. Would you like "Doze-away," as you and "Dream-away"'are chums?

Ken Butler, Clty.-^Glad you've joined, young °ne. Tell me whereyou live, and what you would like for a pen-name. .

"Queen of the Bluebells." Noalo.—The flowers must.like your garden, plxle, when they Plant themselves and grow is it.

DEAR ONES: The Sununer Lady is standing a-tiptoe just outside the Fairy Ring, waiting, for her moment to step inside. If she goes quietly, she can hear her messengers all around . ... the singing birds, and the small,, shrilling cicadas. If she raises her pretty eyes, she can see her maids-in-waiting—flowers of pink and" purple and yellow, slippered all in dainty green.... But if she peeked inside the Ring, then she-wouldbe trespassing; for it is not yet ready for her coming ... so littered is it with her stories, so-heaped are the mushrooms with her treasures. So the Summer Lady is standing a-tiptoe, just outside the Fairy Ring, waiting....;, ; ' There will be a Picture-to-paint next week, dear-my-elves, as summery a: picture as I can find in my mailbag . . . and may you have such joy in the doing of it that it will send you happy hours —-—and maybe a visit from the "Postie," if you manage to make yours the very best of. all. My love to you, little ones, and all the gladness that can be packed into-a summer day. • FAIRIEL.

"FAIRIES"

Oh, can't yoK hear the Fairy bells ringing. .. ringing? Oh; can't you hear the Fairy folk singing ... singing? The sound rings out upon the air, They're making Fairy revels there; • Can't you hear the Fairy folk . Far away? ■

Little elves in pink and blue— I'd love to see them, wouldn't you?. ■Dancing to the music sweet, 'Hear the'tap of many feet, Far away.

Now they skip and foot the hill, The Pipes of Pan play faster still; They twirl,, they swing, The dells they ring . With laughter . . . far away.

BETTY BLOW (14)

"Royal Star," Island Bay.—l like the wee fat person on the mushroom, and the poem, fay. Have you been. out of town ? "Pollyanna," Kelburn.—Do you really want to? -. . '. so much? Other people's work, Pollyanna? We'll talk of it next week. "Slnglni Feather," Brooklyn.—O, I know Budge, and Toddy, toot The poor.Uncle didn't you feel sorry for • him at tunes t "Lucca Flower," Brooklyn.—What do you know of that far-away place, sweetness? I'd like to hear. And how. old are you? "Colleen Moore," Brooklyn.—Long times since you last wrote, isn't it?, . . . All correct, acushla, even the difficult onel "Sale Prloe," Hataltai.—Why not Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-Tail,. and Peter? We'll hope there's one with a bobbity, tufty tall. "Plumpo," HatalUl.—Thereil be a painting In the Summer Page, next Saturday, acushla. My list is much bigger 1 "Brownie . Helpful," Newtown.—lt's a' precious wee verse, hut a sad little last line.

Send your letter before Thursday to Fairlel, The Fairy Ring, ".Evening' Pott."' Give your name. age. and address every . week Fairlel.

Wanted, by "Jammy Face": A pen-frlehd, »u«d 13 or 14. fnd of swimmini and sport. .. "Moonshine Fairy."—To "Queen of the Bluebells" (Jessie Pearce), Kenya street Ngalo. "Pippin Elf."—To: "Sweet Gladness," 68. CrM . wlek terrace, Northland. "P.E.N."—To "Avourneen," 6, Somerset Ay«. nue, city. . ""'

"Crimson Rose," Seatoun:—Happy returns. Bright Eyes, lovely- to! have your birthday In the holidays, before schooldays start. "Ken," Seatoun.—You'd know that holiday place, 'cos you, were there a btt ago. "Merry. Pat," City.—lt's a precious snapshot - of you both. Isn't Pat a treasure? You must be proud of. him, chick. "Princess Blue-Eyes, Karorl.—He sounds a mischief, that puppy of yours. . . . Such a ;dalnty painting—and 14tke the story. "Avourneen," City—Very happy, thank you, colleen. I wasn't, away, hut round about bays and beaches,1 In the sun. "Sunset Mist," Lower Hutt.—A.-pity about the poem. Can't you remember It again? I'm glad. you did so well at end o' year. "Purple Pansy." Seatoun.—Was there a kewple for each Tittle guest, or just tor the number of years in the; birthday? "Tlggywlnkle," Karori.»-Sledglng Is like flying, when you go downhill with a swoop 1 "Golden Gorse," Karorl.—So .easy, to miss letter-day. Did you get ■-sunburnt all •'over again, when you went to the beach? "Moonshine Fairy.", karorl.—All'your little portraits—l.did'enjoy them 1"'I think I liked the.smiling ones the best. Joan Sommerville, City.—What shall we find for' a new name for you? P'raps you'll be lucky If you send two. or three., : "Silver Moon," tower, Hutt.—l found your next-door neighbour on a new mushroom this week, lass. Do you know her? "Autumn Tint," Apltl—Welcome, little pixie. Wish you'd had time to visit me. I'll save the story until there's room.. "Moonshine - Queen," Ngaio.—That's the name we found the nicest. You're the first small ones to Join -over the 'phone 1 "Little. Topsy." Seatoun.—That small rhyme seems to need a picture, Topsy-girl. Was there one In a book for.lt? ''Sleeping - Beauty," 'Greytown.—But what fun, sweetheart, to' have to climb on to her . great back with a- ladder I. . . "Sunkist," Greytown.—Such a pleasant river for swimming, that one. Were you at the quiet bend, where the willows are? "Brown Elf," Greytown.—l expect you ride to school on him, some of you. School Is rather far away, Isn't' It? \ "Harold Lloyd," Greytown.—And what - else did you see beside? Were you allowed to take buns to;the elephant? "Long Tack Sam," Brooklyn.—Just In time this week, pixie, to be squeezed In. "La Fayette," Brooklyn.—lsn't it horrid without one's chum? When does she return? "Black-currant Jam," Hataltal.—-But what good taste the: kitty' had. He must have truly liked you and; your book 1 . ■~ / "Lydia," Kelburn.—Sadly,, she didn't.. ■. But -If you hear again from : her,, p'raps you could both pay a visit. .'".'.. "Sweetpea," City.—l think .that's a-great compliment to ybur letter-writing, lass.- Did you keep a cutting. of it.' - . ' "Russian Princess." Upper'Hutt—ls- the foot better, darling. I don't like fltes-in-the- • night.. Tpo Bcareful when they're near. "Sweet GVadnes*," Northlind.—Do you send answers to the letters that come, elf ?