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Evening Post, Volume CXV, Issue 123, 27 May 1933, Page 7

1 TWO SHOES AND BIMBO ■•'■•. ■■■■•' ■. yW<rs-—— - 1 (Written by "Swastika," of Karori.) jfripHEnioon crept across the floor to .ivhere two little red shoes lay ,11 . tumbled together at the edgo of the carpet. I .• Kight Shoe stirred and said: "Are you ready,- Left?" | "Yes," replied Left Shoe. '• "What.nro you:going to do?" asked' Bimbo, stroking liis whiskers gently, arid then he' turned round to admire--the sleekness of his fur in the uioouJight. ..'■.. "We arc going out to see the world for ourselves, sir." They said the "sir" they couldn't help themselves; he was such a handsome creature. "But you need someone to protect you." He spoke as one with a knowledge of the world, and stretched himself with ;i line air of wisdom. "I'll come, too." So. off'they went, out of the nursery-and'out-of the house, V.imbo walkIng in a very stately'manner, despitj his inward -excitement, with a Jit tic red shoe trotting on either side. Together they went down to the bottom of the garden, through the field, pod. on to the.road, walking very quickly, because, said Bimbo:— "We want to see as much of the world as we can." And the shoes Bgrced. They hadn't gone far when Left Shoe saw a glimmer of light through a hedge, and so, as they wanted to see as much of the world as they could, they crept very silently till just a few branches separated them from the lights There ; were two little, ugly, old men with long beards, long narrow fchoes and tall peaked caps. One said to the other: — ■ "Sugar makes my tooth ache —" "And those nuts would crack anybody's jaw," returned the other; then £ddcd: "I wish we hadn't brought the thing." And there, right in front of Bimbo's eyes—because the shoes didn't Save any, though th,ey could see just the same—was a huge sugary cake ml glistening-in tho moonlight, with bright red cherries like rubies on tho J°P- ■■ i - - • ' ' ■ ■" ' ' : '• "Let's leave it here," said the first old man. ■ "Somebody might liko it, though it's sure to be poisoned." This he said 5n a nasty tone, as though he didn't- like, the person to whom it belonged, or so it seemed to the shoes; but Bimbo didn't hear. Ho was wondering if1 the icing would taste good if he licked it. In a few minutes the trio were alone, so together they surrounded tho icake. for closer inspection; and Bimbo had his pink tongue stretched out pearly touching the cake, when— "Hi, you!" yelled a voice. Then came a crowd of people all hurrying, tend talking; and after a lot of orders had been given, Bimbo and his companions were hustlod off with never a chance of a word of explanation! They were put in a dark room at tho base of a tree with three guards pacing.up and down outside. After hours and hours had passed, Eight Shoo said to Bimbo: 'Tick mo up, and when the first guard walks past, rap him on the head." . ■ . Soon the guard came by; with a sharp clap over the head he fell down ■unconscious. Bimbo did this to the second one, but the third came rushing up and caught hold of Bimbo's nose. At once Left and .Eight Shoes boxed him soundly on the cars, causing him to let go; whereat-they jumped both together on his head and stunned him. Quickly they slipped through the door and darted for cover, but Left Shoe stepped upon Bimbo's tail,and made him squeal. Immediately they were surrounded and again hurried off, but this time to a tall building made of plaited grasses. Poor little Red Shoes and Bimbo were so bewildered they didn't wake up till a voice asked: "What do you think you.are here for?" "I don't know," replied Bimbo, whisking his tail because it was still feore. . "No impudence .in the Court," said the same voice sternly. "You are hero jfor stealing tho birthday cake of the Fairy. Eing." "But— —" said Left Shoe. ' "Order!" '■ "We didn't,1' ciied Eight Shoe indignantly. "Two old, ugly " At that moment the samo ugly littlo men were marched in, looking very , Rejected. Just behind came a lovely lady with the twinkliest, loveliest shoes that left and Right Shoe had ever seen. But Bimbo liked the way she walked; po dignified, thought he. When she smiled, he preened hi« whiskers in the way he had seen the Fiench cat, next door but one, doing his. "I know all about it," said the lovely lady. Then she spoke to the old fcnon. "For a punishment you will do without honny for ten days." "But we don't like anything sugary in any case," cried the two prisbnerg rather rudely, for they both secretly loved honey, and hoped to deceive Jho. beautiful one. "Honey is not sugar," replied Faiiiel. In'the morning the owner of the nursery found Bimbo fast asleep witli the little red shoes snuggled close to him. Nannie said: "The cat must have slept near the shoes so as to rub Jiimself against them." Douglas'thought differently, though he didn't say anything becauso iic found a fow crumbs and half a bright red cherry in the shoes, while Bimliy Lad a tiny bit of frosty white icing sticking to one of his left whiskers, -^-rSSgfefTU &AjL or -Sit limd..|' ~ "* *~ •■ . BIRTHDAY VERSES '.'''. ' ■(TfrQP^'s' - - , . ■ ' ■ . "BIRTHDAY GREETINGS." . "INVITATION." (Original.) . (Original.) Let us laugh, and let us sing. Fairies, pixies,.elves, and gnomes, It is the birthday of the Ring. Come gather round and leare your homes, n.nrinf nranr-ino in th« air with »«"? songs and laughter gay, ..KlSftW' Let us celebrate today. r&t7lL*lvX ieS' .Vnd»s Rb'f|. 3nd Sftr^ rSan 0a ldbold ; . Every hue.and every size. The only hope we have today Talrle*, Elves, and Pixies, too/ Is that you'll never bo away. Send 'all greetings, fond and true. ■ , "DANCING ELF" (S) . . ' "JOY BIItD" (11). Nsalo. . ■ • , Trentham. ' • '. , ■ • • • ! ...» "HAPPY RETURNS." ■'..■'■■ > "OUR OWN BIRTHDAY." ■ (Original.) .;. ■'■■■>: • ■ (Original.) : Good .luck-to the King!,Vhe Fairy; King -is celebrating Its' birthday to- .. The King is so lucky night, -1- 0 have.'a birthday— • (The mushrooms on. the dewy grass are standing 'r Pl , Hu2;*, y'' «, , ' in moonlight, The Fairy Ring elves Each little elf is so happy and so pay, ■ ) ,.J /Ike *°■ , s»f -. ", . , For the Fairy-King's birthday is on this starlit . When the Ring Birthdays hci-c, . night in May. ■ "Hurray!" ■ "JOAN -H" (13). "TIGGXWIXKIiE" (6). Halaltal Karori,THE TORN SCRAPBOOK (T^WS — : — (Original, by "Storygirl," 15.) V/TTT^D-T'IME, Althea," said Mummy. Alt-hca reluctantly put down tlio lla Birthday Page which she was reading and sighed. The Birthday Pago was interesting, and bed did seem a waste of time. However, Jshe kissed her parents good-night' and, taking tho "Fairy King," she wcut jbut of the room.- -.•••■ Once snuggled down under the bed-clothes, Althea began to think about Jj'airiel and the scrap-books. She had made one, and had pasted on the ifcover a lovely bright-coloured picture of children playing. Now Althea started to.-wonder, what thq .other books were like.- She had seen ■ Pollyann'a's'on Fairiel's-table,'.and. she had loved- it. Althea turned over and blin'ke'dt' .' ' ' ' ■ ' - ' ■. ' Then she sat up and rubbed her eyes. What was that sitting on tho Jwindow'-silH Surely, it couldn/f be a little kewpie man! But —yes —it jvas! His hands were resting on his chin, and his elbows were on his knees, {while his eyes were staring at the little girl in bed. "Hullo," said Althea. "Where did you come from?" "I.came from the sky," answered the kewpie. "I'heard that you were ftrondering what the other scrap-books: are like. Well, every year I fly to tho cupboard where Fairiel keeps them and I have a good look at them. Would you like'to jump on my back? We will both look." "Oh 5 : yes, I'd love to," Althea answered. "Well, jump on my back, as you are small enough now," said the kowJ)ie, "and we will start." Althea did! so, and soon they were flying through the cold night air towards the the '■'Evening Post." Eventually they were pitting on,tho floor turning over the pages and enjoying themselves thoroughly. . ...... "1. don't think I'd'mind much it1.. I! was in the hospital, if-I. could have Itheso' lovely wap-books," remarked the kewpje, as he carelessly turned t leaf over. But-it was too'careless, for E-I-P-P! went the page, and tho Jcewpio was left holding half tho pago while ihd other half.fell on to 'the text one.' • , "Oh!" ho gasped, while Althea .gazed horror-stricken at it. "Whatever shall I do?" said the Isowpie. "Look, it's torn right'across." [Althea thought for a"few minutes, and then she said: "I know, let us take it to my place- We/ye some sticky paper and I can patch it up." "All right," ho answered. "Hurry, though. Very soon they arrived :it 'Althea's place' again. The kewpie: alighted On the bed, and Althea hurried to the toy cupboard to get the paper. Then carefully, with the help of the kewpie,. she made'it quite presentable, and the kewpie was thrilled. "Hurray! Thank you. ever so much," he said. And away they,flew,, back to the Fairy Eing, and put the torn scrap book'back on trie shelf with the rest. And when Fairiel discovered it the next morning, she was puzzled, for eho was (juite'sure that the tear was not there when she put it away. And never again did that mischievous little kewpie man pay any more secret visits to her cupboard. . .