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

OF RING TONIGHT. "Marie Louise," Ngahau School. —I'm so sorry. Is she better again yet! • "Loraine," Njahau School.—Be careful that the fairies don't steal it one night while you're asleep. They lik« little white teeth. "Eleanor," Ngahau School.—That's somebody to sit next to, and to co home with you. "Stephen," Ngahau School.—Then that's why you never miss school at all. "Peach Blossom," Kelburn. —And it's tremendously good for eight-year,s. Sometimes I've felt just like that when it's tea-at-stx. "Chooky,'l Island Bay.—You must read Rules of the Ring and follow them before you can be made members. "Vloletta," Kllbirnie.—All that loveliness waiting for mjl And any day at throe o'clock you'd find me on my mushroom, Dearness. . "Water-Baby"." Kllbirnie.—l just adored them, but I was aorry I missed you. The fairy King looked like a flower-garden for days. "Frankenstein," City.—Why, we'll have to find harder ones'for you next time 1 "Storyiirl," Kelburn.—A matter of contrast. You're much the build of Pollyanna, If you must have a definite statement. Who'll throw the flrst brickbat now'/ "Pollyanna," Kelburn.—Very pretty, and well rhymed; but not with your fairy touch . . . it just falls short somewhere. "Easter Girl," Eastbourne.—Send answers with puzzles you make,, chlldie, 'cos, sometimes they \go astray else. "Bellbird," Johnsonville.—Only, t didn't hear nearly enough about the three of you. . . "Bairnie," Johnsonvilla.—All right, they were. Did you have to puzzle your brains? "Greenstone," Johnsonville.—And where are you spending holiday times? Are you picnicking, all fine days! "La Fleur," Karori.—l'll remember . . . but I'm 'fraid Primer may have seized already the story you sent, and it has the pen-name. "Whistling Tut," Kelburn.—lt's a darling, but did you make It yourself? It has a storybook sound about it. "Punawal," Khandallah.—Not suitable, plxle. The drawings would have to be most delicately finished and exact to be of any use. "Lassie," Kelburn.—Excitements,, to see how the camera lias treated you . . . and Tory well he did. this time. They're very dainty. "Tippetty Tots," Brooklyn.—Early as early, and I'm awfully glad. We all fell In love with Jacqueline—Brownie, • and Pollyanna, and I. "Brownie Helpful," Newtowit.—Thin Is your Great Event Night. When will I hear all about it, and see the pink prettlness? "Fire Fairy," Miramar.—Such a good letter— everything about you In It. And 1 hope your pen-friend sends you a. letter. ■ "Queen of the Bluebelli," Ngaio.—o, splendid news I Topping to start holidays knowing that you've done well. An elf wants you to write, chick. "Sydney Damsel," Lyall Bay.—Did you leave when you were little, or short times ago? "Bud o' the Bunch,". Lyall Bay.—P'raps Nonnie will write for you when you have things to tell, darling, till you're big enough. "Avalon," Petone.—-Only a wee remembrance, though I'm glad It gave pleasure. "Clara Bow," .Newtown,—lifli't it lovable? . . . but already It has been in the Ring. "Mary Marie," Petana.—Nothing the matter with It at all, except the writing I That will need to Improve If you want Printer-man to use your tales, dear. "Tippwary Pride," Masterton.—The* shorter the name, the longer the answer , . . and you're a real member now. No entry forms, lass. . , "Desert Gold," Lyall Bay.—But both sides of your paper, honey? There is a Rule of the Ring about that. . . Found it? "D»-De," Eastbourne.—Why, I surely won't, when puzzles and jumbles and a drawing arrive. "Fairy Starshoes," Karori.—French must be hard when you're only ten. Splendid to hear that two Ring elves did so well, "P.E.N.," Karori.—Strange, indeed. The Scotch call It "fey," or maybe second sight. Many thanks for everything. "Maripssa," Trentham It's just right. Tell me what the "B" stands for, new one. "Mummy's Housemaid," Petone.—And I still had your name, but you were ever so small then—only about eight years. "Golden Pheasant," Greytown.—o, what will you call It? They're so little and soft and cuddly when their eyes are just' open. "Merryjack," City.—Why, it didn't take you long to remember the Printer-Man !■ Joy Bevin, Te Awamutu.—Can you find another name, little. Faraway? The one, you chose belongs. . We're so very glad you've come. "Stardust," City.—lsn't; it a grand life? What is your company, pixie, and how many badges have you won? "Antiope," Seatoun.—Yes, I chuckled over the "gentlemen of the jury." I wonder what those grave and proper people would think? "Latena," Lyall Bay.—Sad news, Moved. Poor small fellow, he wasn't very wise In his generation. Train your next kitten well. "Electric Girl," Seatoun.—And she Is just as pleased—she told me so. I'll look for that I drawing other times. ■ ' . | "Don 8.," Masterton.—But did you mind my' carving it, rascal? At any rate, I can promise you the new, one won't bet "Mci All-Alone." Lyall Bay.—He looks like a Peter—very 'courageous and. determined. ' Xo, I wouldn't .change his name "Fairy Queen," Kelburn.—Lots of practice yet, Sweetness. Thtre wasn't .nearly enough to paint In that picture of yours.