REQUESTS

Evening Post, Volume CXV, Issue 111, 13 May 1933, Page 20

REQUESTS

Cowboy."—Write to "Frankenstein," 22 Walter Street, City, C.2. "Queen of the Bluebells."—To "Fire Fairy," 43 Ira Street, Miramar, City, E. 3. "Princess Danodil."—To "Mummy's Housemaid." 99 Nelson Street, Petone. "Nancina."—To "Wind Sprite," 23 Konlni I Street, Eastbourne. Visiting hours at the Fairy Ring are after school on week days.—Falriel. LOTS AND LOTS .... "Propeller," Newtown.—l.ad, you write a splendid yam, but quite .unsuitable ™ the. Falrv Ring. We. like excitement without bloodshed. Lock In the' pen-friends' column. ■ . "Sleeping Beauty," Greytown.—Did you print your own letler this week, little one? It was neatest, .tidiest one you're ever sent. "Harold Lloyd," Greytown.—Ooo, rough times 1 Surely the Weather-man knows holidays are here? "Sunklst," Greytown.—Snow-on-the-hills sounds terribly cold. Why, Autumn has hardly come "Brown Elf," Greytown.—That was just hlf- a- ■ way. Were your marks pretty good! "White Lily," Petone.—But what a lovely day! you must have found the Greytown Park, amongst the tall trees. "Tomahawk," City.—And have you seen your new name, looklnK for it to-night? "Golliwig." City.—Welcomes to you. I 'spect you'll find some puzzles or riddles for the hlng awfully soon now. "Silver Spray,". Petone.^-Tlie first line I've met other wher.es, but the rest is all your own. ', "Bobholink," Petone.—They must be a Elory In your garden. And 1 loved the scarlet bits of colour which came to me. "Fairy Dancer," Newtown.—l think she must be a busy person, for 1 haven't heard either. Aren't school stories jolly? "Anabel Lee," Roseneath.—But maybe when spring comes, a bird might ~ . for they'd never be 'frald' of you. "Daisy Dawn," Karori.—Such * autumn loveliness for our Fairy Ring. There was scent of flowers around for days after. "Baby Roo," Brooklyn.—A story would be exeitine, and a photograph topping! When may I expect them both? "Felicity," Karaka Bay.—One of the nicest. I liked it most specially. "P«ppy Elf," Lyall Bay.—And didn't our Fairy Page look altogether splendid when all the pictures were coloured'/ Just grand. "Just Jerry," Berhampore.—She'll think you're the very best sort of pen-friend to choose! "Freda Browneyes," Trentham. —Holiday-time Is just the nicest time for parties, too. Shall I hear about it when next letter comes/ "Nannie's Sweetheart," Trentham—o, will you come visiting . . . any afternoon, if you have time? That would be tun! "Sunset," Carterton. —And Isn't It topping to go upon an early-morning mushrooming] foray? Probably the wonder-horse has similar notions when he sees ■ the challenging 'santhemums I I "Madcap Molly," Berhamport.—Tou'll bo clever if you catch them all sitting still . . . such restless ones they are for a camera. "Dancing EH," Ngaio.—lt's 'zactly right, the wee poem. Look for It soon, Dearncss. "Purple Pansy," Seatoun.—Good news . . , only I'm sorry Small One Isn't so well. Is it King Winter's cold winds that, are tho trouble? "Princess Silver-Rose," Miramar—They 'mind me of warm fires and lamplight—a truly j cosy smell 1 "Little Totty," Petone—That name did not belong, elf. I'd almost forgotten Eileen Alannah, so quiet she has been lately. "Sea Pearl," Heretaunga.—o, what will they be called? And are they like each other? "Magic," Lower Hurt.—You'll have to try for first place for all the year now. Were "Lazy Sambo" and "Oaktree" other names you sent? "Little Gladness," Karori.—Autumn kept you company when you wrote your letter, chick.-"Tinker-Tailor," Pukerua Bay.—l wonder what story you had been reading, young one. "Red Lily," Pukerua Bay.—Beauty in that name. . . .Can you play there on wet days? "Shelley," Hataitai.—They sound very nibbly. I'll make them, first possible chance. . "Just Shirley," Miramar.—ls he a truly dog, or Just one you'd have if you could? "Nancy Nigger," Miramar.—l'm 'fraid we've had every riddle before, darling. Search again. "Wind Sprite," Eastbourne.—She writes often to me, so you may be lucky also. "Shadow Pixie," City.—lf not then, certainly in Winter's Page, which comes soon after. . . . That was a bulgy envelope! "Una," Ngahau School.—You'll be out every . day now that holidays are here. "Ruth," Ngahau School.—&, the wicked one! I 'spect the milkman left the billy around. "Marion," Ngahau School.—And Isn't that jolly, with holidays coming straight after I "Betty," Ngahau School.—That sounds as If you had a little playmate with same name as you. "Mary," Ngahau School.—These teddies. . . . They need to be well looked after. "Ada," Ngahau School.—Little button mushrooms, with frills around their frocks? Ronald Walker, Ngahau School.—Must have been a birthday, then, though I didn't notice the Radio Fairies remembering it. "Jean." Ngahau School.—Will he have a different name, now that he belongs to you? "David," Niabau School.—l 'spect he.was just a little bit tired of .school ... or p'raps he couldn't sing the long's Song properly. "Misty Winus," City.—l'd love lo know how you make them, some day when you have time to tell me ... "White Mouse," Brooklyn.—They'll do beautifully for little odd corners, 'girleen. "Rosebud," Lower Hutt.—lsn't that always the way?. "Keep off the grass1' notices might just as well not be there at all.