LOTS AND LOTS

Evening Post, Volume CXV, Issue 105, 6 May 1933, Page 7

LOTS AND LOTS

"Biddy Bumpkin," Lower Hutt. —The ridiculous kettle! I couldn't think why it suffered! . . • "Misty Wings," City.—They're making a brave display before Winter sends them to sleepiness. "Mercla," City.—Why, we'd lotd to. May we hear lots more about you! I "Heart ot Gold," City.—And she's always I flitting somewhere. Last time it was to deep bush and dry hilltop, turn and turn about. "Bobbolink," Petone.—Sorry, dear. one. I forRot to tell you "Yi>s." last week. And I hope I King Winter carries out his promise. "Melby," Ngaio.--Why, you lucky lassie 1 Ko wonder you've been too excited to write.

Jack White. Lower Hutt.—Well done, but not the type of drawing we use, lad. Study the Fairy Ring, and try again. "Derry Dolittls," Seatoun—P'raps you'll remember us when you've there, and send us a letter of holiday-doings. Max Eichelbaum, City.—The Children's Newspaper is the place to write to, elf. You'll sco its address amongst the pen-friend pixies. "Enotep," Petone.—Thero's always something at school to "make up." What are the favourite things you like to do? "Winter Ride," Newtown.—o, bright and pretty ... it's surely autumn-in-the-woods. "Busy Bee," Hataitai.—Silver and gold they shine, while the white smoke rises. . . . "Iceland Poppy," Petone.—Birthday wishes— and did the tremendous wish come true? Fun for you if It did I "Golden Swan," Petone.—Large welcomes, new one. If that bit of verse-is a first attempt, then your poetry-making must be good now. "White Knight," Hataitai.—Somebody has turned nine years ... and finds colours most beautifully: "Lady Yvonne," Petone.—The elves are tunicked for Autumn, though your woods aro spring-green, ladybird mine. "Strawberry," Petone.—l 'spect lie went home when nighttime came, as all of us do. "Silvor Spoon," Petone.—So the jumper was finished. Don't you feel awfully snug and cosy and new in it? ; Happy returns. "Soapbox," Petone. —You'd have a simply splendid time. Next holidays will you go there again, or is it someone else's turn? "La Fleur," Karori.—No,, but I thought you might have forgotten the King. Long times since the last story appeared.. "Nancina," Hataitai.—Red and orange leaves all round about—and a beautiful fire I "Jigsaw," Kslburn.—And still you'll hnvc to practise with those drawings. Sweetness. I hope Jack Straw is better again* "Miranda," Ron'gotal.—l looked for a letter, but couldn't .. . find .. . ono ... at ... all! ; "Cowboy," Hataitai.—Not too late, boy, though I expect you'll have to hurry in the making of it. They take some time. Arthur Gray, City.—The name you chose belongs, so would you like another Indian name? "Hawk Eye" and "Iron Reef" both sound fine. "Sydney Damsel," Lyall Bay.—Does that mean you're an Australian, girleen? "Desert Gold," Lyall Bay.—But you won't forget you belong now, will you? I'd love to hear lots more about you both. "Pollyanna," Kelburn.—lt was small enough to squeeze in, although late. Autumn Pag« is usually a specially nice one, I always think. "Peter Rabbit," Petone.—But did you win all those marbles, playing keeps? 'Cos that's a very large amount, Isn't it? "Black-Eyed Susan," Petone. —Such a neat framing—and will you both come visiting again, when I'm sure to be hero?

PIXIE PEOPLE: Most days in the week, when I arrive at the Fairy Ring in the mornings, the Postman has plaid his first visit and has tucked all your letters tidily into the leftter-box. But this week!!! The letter-box was full, and everywhere brown parcels of paintings overflowed, on to the floor, and under the door, cheekily taking charge of all the corners handy. Such numbers of them! There were forty entries in the <!lves-over-twelve class, and I should have liked to give six priz«;s there alone, but 'course I couldn't do that. So these are the yinners in each class: "Crystal Blue" (13) ', Lower Hutt. "Miranda" (10) Kilbirnie. "Fairy Rosepetal" (9J) ».. Berhampore. "Busy Bee" (6) ...» Hataitai. Very close to first placeicame "Alice in Wonderland" (12); "Avis" (14); f'White Knight" (9); and "Queen of the Snow" (12). The next-best were also only a point or two behind: "Princess Daffodil" (13); "Dafisy Dawn" (12); "Shadow Pixie" (13); and "Mancina" (7)- And everybody seems to have taken most especial care 1 tliink they were the very nicest lot of paintings ever sent to me,: really. Our Birthday Page comes on the last Saturday of this month, and Til need all the stories and drawings for it not later than next week. Holidays are here now ... so I'll expect all sorts of tilings. And don't forget, dear-my-pixies, that scrapbooks must be here in timje to be judged on our Birthday Page. Last day of holidays is Aest time to bring them or send them to me.. ■ ; . : Happy hours, and heaqps of fun to you, in all these coming days. : - FAIRIEL.

"Silver Leaf," City.—-And what will you do, darling, all tho holiday time? ' • "O-Klss-Me-San," Miramar. —It 'minds me c* the Uttle verse, "Putfple and red and green were showing, . and the . dark woods grew darker still . . •"* "Purple Pansy," Seat»un.—Why, you're the very first who guessed every answer rightly I "Crimson Rose," Seatcwn.—Did you pass in everything, and were *you near the top 1 "Little Mermaid," Herrtaunaa.—l thjnk they quarrelled, and are just making Up again. "Pippin Elf," Brooklyn ,—That King was rather a sausage, wasn't hei? A laughing daughter would be happiness to live with. "Briar Rote," Lower Hutt—At dancing-class, honey? Was It a display, or just a party? "Buller Maid," Nelsor;.—Sunburny weather all Easter-tlme, but wueptng skies since. That pool might make » topping swiramlng-place when summer comesi again. ; "Nannie's Sweetheart;" Trenthim.—l think I know somebody noir, just about your age.' "Just Jerry," Berhai Hiore. —Good work, pixie .. . but your background and forest floor might have had more colour. "Clark Gable,"' Taka'ka.—We're almost a Hollywood ourselves, so many stars we have in the Ring. I'm so glad you've coma. "Avl«," Newtown.—Woodland beauty, and royal tints .. . only that your pale around, too, belongs to a Spring Song, darling. "Blue Roses," Miraimar.—Didn't jnu love It— the pixies with their background of shadows? "Sunklss," Brooklyn.—Autumn Lady did have a damp welcomei .. . but the' rain fairies cheered up when Tuesday came. "Cherrybloom." Brooklyn.—Not already 1 But Easter seems just finished, and hare's another fortn[ght-of-hap:piness started. "Lassie," Kelbum— Honeysuckle put CrabApple's nose out of joint for just one mornIng ... and I. found joy in "Autumn Evening." ' "Lynette," Seatoun.—Ever so glad! you've Joined us, small on«. The new nawe is darling. "Fairy Queen," Kelburn.—But uiln't you tura nine, chick, or have I made mistakes? "Tiny Toes," Pwtone.— Why yea, my colleen; and tell me hiow old you are. "Fairy StarsKoen," Karorl.—But* so very long since I've ham a truly letter (from you. "White Trail," Talhaae.—The letter came on Tuesday, so I sent good luckj wishes flying. Don't tell irie that stage-frlfht happened!

"Merry Chum," City.—First time we've had a story like that for the Ring. ... Exciting 1 "Tlnkerbell," Seatoutl.—Those palest shades might belong to the Spring Child, small one. Autumn wears gayer clothing. "Ronald," Niahau School.—l wished I could come. It sounded awfully nice. "Stephen," Niahau Bchool.—Wet days too? Tou must have waterproof boots and a cap. "Eleanor," Niahau School—They rumble and grumble so. I 'spect it's their heavy loads. "Marie Louise." Niahau School.—Are you big enough to do up your own buttons now? "David," Niahau School.—No, I won't tell. only I do hope you won't again. "Barrle," Niahau School.—Messages for Mummy, or just walk-on-your-own ? "Easter Girl," Eastbourne.—But a great time you had while It lasted, didn't you? "Acushla," Seatoun.—Did you wish, with a wee bit under your pillow? "Brian Boru," Seatoun.—Happy returns, lad. I 'spect you held your birthday in holdlaytime. "Storyilrl," Kelburn.—l've known smaller, and I've known much larger—and it's not the size but the person who counts. "Pip," Kilblrjile,—l know where you belong, although Miranda has never told me. "Alice In Wonderland," Trentham.—Grey wing against orange tree Is a delight. I'd like a knitted jersey of those two shades 1 "Brown Elf," Greytown.—When will you know? Before holidays begin? "Sleeplni Beauty," Greytown.—All the very hardest things were finished when.you wrote. 'Bunkist," Greytown.—Tou weren't very far wrong In your rlddle-me-ree. "Harold Lloyd," Greytown.—Atlas out, and a great hunt in him, I suppose, to find those hidden seas. "Little Gladness," Karorl.—How did you guess? It was on, and I was sitting tight 1 School gardens must be. lovely. "Sea Bird," Hcretaunea.—Have you seen him yet? And Is hts name decided? "Just Joe," Northland.—But laddie, your distant trees and the ground were just plain white. "Fluffy," City.—Neat and sweet, specially the wee elf clad tip-to-toe in green. "Sprini Fairy," Miramar.—Their red, red Ore —it glows so brightly. "Frankenstein," City.—Good man. Tou found all of them just . . . In . . .time I