OF RING TONIGHT

Evening Post, Volume CXV, Issue 88, 15 April 1933, Page 5

OF RING TONIGHT

"Silver Spray," Pet'one.—Shall we shift "the seasons, so.that"Spring niay come next week for the tiny poem, beloved? "Dancing Elf," Njaio.—Why, I think you make beautiful Easter' things at school. Isn't it fun to do bunnies and chicks? "J.E.S., Lower Hiitt—So that's the secret! He needs a small reminder, maybe, for he's a. busy person round about.now. "Lassie," KolbUrn.-^Luncu-around-the-bay—l never have, but It sounds a delight. Is It tonight, the brother's event r '^Frankenstein." City.—But I didn't "find you guessing the: puzzles, young, follow-my-lad. "Silver Slippers," City.—And 1 'spect the moral of that is: "Work for what you want"! Koi any use at all to sit and sigh ... "Ivorine," Island Bay.—Open-air times for you, pixie. Do you fish in river or sea for your picnic-places if v ■'■:■'. "Brown Betty," Petone.—They could pay that bill just whenevor they liked, couldn't they! "Miss Nobody," Karorl.-r-You'd never, never •* starve if you were shipwrecked on an Island I "Mary Mousekln," Ngaio.—Did they, balloon all around you when you tried to swim in them/ •'.'■■■ • . ■"■'■'. ' ■

"Queen of the Bluebells," Ngafo.--She'd adore that. .1 can just 'magine her splashing. "Sweetpea," City.—Lota of thanks. It looks a topping story. ' : , Pat Oarroch, Eastbourne.—We'd love you for a pixie, but find another. name, fay. "Antlope," Seatoun.—But do . . . and bring the child-of-the-East photograph with you. She must be a very lovable pen-frjend. "Nanette," Berhampora.—Why, I'll do my best. Let me know, if a letter pomes. "Be.-nardetta," Berhampere.—lt fits beautifully for a plsie name. I like "its-uncom-monness. ..';., "Little Gladness," Karorl,—Wednesday, • could you?—when I'll surely be'tight-on my mushrooai after Easter. I'll look for you. "Just Jerry," Berhampore.—o, please do. She hasn't heard any of the latest news. "Purple Pansy," Seatoun.—Where are you going Easter-times 1 .Down on beaches and up on hills into the wind? "Avalon," Petone.'—Loveliest days ever. The Weather-Clerk was estra-speciaUy nice, and there was fishing and Swimming and tennis. "Sleeping Beaty," Greytown.—A hurry-scurry when you do that, I 'spect, 'cos you have quite a large way to go to school. "Moonshine Fairy," K»rorl.— Darling, It was such a short week that the Printef-Man couldn't do It in time; but he'll try again. "Sea Pearl," Hentaunga.—The letter was neat, too. A splendid time Mother will havel "Witch Hazel," Northland.—Where did you find it, colleen? It isn't a make-up one of your own, Is it? Tremendously exciting. "Wally Wagtail," Ngalo.—Follyanna sat on my mushroom-while I flitted away for a holiday, boy. That's why you saw her name. "Sky Maiden,"'Masterton.—And wouldn't It be a fairy place to discover? Mummy must have been there to find you, once-on-a-time. "Sunklst," Greytown.—Not already! I've felt tils breath, very early mornings, but haven't seen his finger-prints yet.