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

: [WITCH'S EGGS fWTi (Made by "Witch Hazel" for the Tairy Ring.) LONG, long ago, there lived in China (or Cathay, as it was then called) a clever and kindly witch. She was unlike other witches, because, although she had the power to turn little girls and boys into fat, green toads, she did not do so, but on tho contrary used her arts to heal all the sick Chinese living near her. ■ • She wore satin trousers, beneath which peeped tiny little dragon eel slippers. Her little jacket was crusted with pearls, and the dainty hands. ■ hidden iv the folds of embroidered sleeves wore shiny nail-slnelds. the sheeny hair, black as- the centre of tho flaming poppy, piled high on a satiny brow, was pierced with stickpins ornamented with .jade. Hen Li had a broomstick, but its long red lacquered handle was curved and twisted, while -hanging from it was a little jewelled pipe ... One day Sen Li was chattering away to her lazy tortoiseshcll cat, when Kong Tis, her old and trusted servant, came swaying in. "Honourable Lady," she whispered. "Even now, the two Lonesome Children walk in the bamboo grove." . . Sen Li stayed to hear no more, but trotted to her broomstick and soon was sailing through the clouds. . When she reached the bamboo grove, she saw the children walking along a rough path towards an equally rough hut. Jumping from her broomstick, Sen Li followed' them, and soon the children stopped bet ore a busii in which was hidden a nest of bine eggs. , "Lotus Flower," said the little boy, "We must not cat them. Soon the little yellow bnlls that we love so may come." \ Behind tho sheltering bamboo panes, Sen Li smiled. She too loved me fluffy chicks. But alas! There would be no baby clucks, for as Lotus Flower and Wong Hi stopped over the nest, the little boy slipped and fell into the eggs. Wong Hi led his sobbing Lotus Flower away ruefully. >,o food and no chicks! Witch Sen Li crept forward and gently touched the eggs. Then she slipped away. . • Next day Wong Hi and Lotus Flower went to throw the eggshells away, but on picking one up, Wong Hi saw that it had been turned into a tasty sweetmeat. All the eggs were the same—lovely, sweetie eggs. How goou they tasted to hungry Wong Hi and Lotus Flower! Even though Lotus Flower and Wong Hi went to live with Sen Li and had plenty of rice, they could find room in their little brown tummies for such eggs! Every year at the same time, they find sweet eggs hidden in the nest in the bamboo grove. And jji the garden, Witch ben Li \toul.l--giggle softly and stroke her tortoiseshell cat, telling him of little chicks arid eggs. '..'■■

"AUTUMN SONG." (Original.) Autumn leaves are falling, falling, Winds are softly sighing, For, Autumn's voice Is gently calling. From In amongst the pines. "SILVER SPEAT" (10). Petone.

"Ah!" said Fluffy, "Oh!" said Bill, "How peaceful it Is on top of this hill," But—they spoke a trifle too soon! A shadow crossed the face of the moon. . . A Fox sat now on top of the hill, Licking his whiskers with might and skill. "Ah!" ht said, "How peaceful and bright. Sitting under the pale moonlight!"