"FAIRIEL SENDS

Evening Post, Volume CXXV, Issue 100, 30 April 1938, Page 20

"FAIRIEL SENDS

"Ww Kiltie," Mornlniton.—Were you looking ' for your name last week in the Ring, young one 5 It was just too late, as yours was an after-Wednesday letter. We're glad you've Joined us. "Gr«y Owl." Mornlngton.—Your little pixie folk and "Wee" Kiltie's" tall, .large ship—l had ■lots to look at when Letter-box Elf ■• gave me your letters. You've busy drawingpencils, both of you. " . "Southerly Buster," JohnsonviHe. —Well, I've heard of chickens in eggs, but never of dolls before! Still, Easter brings you all . sorts of surprises; doesn't jftf _ Pat Welch, Lyall Bay.—Pixie, somebody else seems to have owned your pen-name before you ever had a chance to choose it. Now you'll have all the excitement of finding yourself a. brand-new one. Lorn» Higgle, King Country.—Fun, when you just happened In-on a visit 1 Was that your first trip to this city, or have you -explored it before? "Honolulu Rom." 'King Country.—Just splendid to hear all about you once again, and to see mora work from your clever pencil. I'd like to meet your jolly man-with-a-smile I "A No-name Elf," Kllblrnie.—Here's someone who has forgotten to send me, her proper name, but writes a» "Irish Colleen." , We havo an elf of that pen-name in the King already, chick, so write again. "Autumn Bnn*," Lyall Biy.—A full-of -happiness Easter, thank you, colleen. I'll watch for something fro.m your pen, and try to find you a pen-friend. Dorothy Roll. Island]Bßa t —Does that mean that you want to join the Ring also, pixie?' If so, let me know your age, before I search for the pen-friends. ■ . ; Mona Carr, Island Bay,—And you're the lass In Seine Street—is that right?, Great fun to write to folk in far-away lands,' and to tell them of yourself. "Top»y," Prtone.—So quick you were. In. writing ... and such a topping letter. But I quite forgot to tell. you of the wrlte-one-slde rule. Because of Printer-man,: you know —he never turns over ,to look at the back. ! "Blnkle Stuart," Lyall Bay.—Sweet, how tragic for the wee kitten, and how clumsy of the dogs! At least the kitten has two friendsnow, in you and "Sybil Jason," . "Dancing Flame,". Petone. —You're such a small 'oiie, pixie, to have started making verses. "That's splendid; and Letter-box Elf and I aro so very glad" to have you in the King. "Aute," Island B«y.—The loveliest thing? . So hard to say, but your choice must be right, I think. It's so precious, and even the Bplrlt-of-life would fall without. It. ... That's a specially good story you made. "Annis Rooney," City.—Mother Bunny Is rather a pet, with her check apron and "Sarah Gamp." Have you sent drawings before to the Ring, or is that your first attempt? "Mischievous," City.—Two stories, and much more besides! Your drawings are>good, fay, but they'll be better when you practise hard with details —hands,. and feet, and fingers. "Twinkle-Bill," City.—Now I know all about you, and it's ever so much better. The fairy ship and small .islands of your drawing must be set in summer seas. Peter Watson, Kllblrnie.—That's excellent work, lad, for nine-years to make. It seems to belong to Sea Page, so I'll treasure It till then. ;■■■;... "Northerly Burtar," Johnsonvllle.—So sorry, pixie, but your writing. . . . Well, neither Letter-box Elf nor I could puzzle out , the little verse. ' ....•■: "Carol," Seatoun.—But your picture needs a story. Could you make one, do you think, when you have some minutes to spare? "Handsome Harry," Seatoun.— May we hear ' more about you?' We're very pleased to have you in the Blng. "Mad About Music," Johnsonvllle.—Third choice was the lucky one, new elf. Those small verses-for-Easter are the nicest things to tie to an Easter egg. "Skipper," Petone.—ln rlddle-me-rees, lad, one letter in each given word in a line spells the final answer to the puzzle. Your story Is very acceptable just as it stands. "Redwing," City.—That was a fat letter, and a very jolly one, too; ;but/the Irish story about Brigid, pixie, Is' a little i.too grownup for our Ring. ..,-;■ .. :',;•■: "Helen," Ngahau School.^-Dld. you, go. down to watch him, sweetheart, and. see the crowd 'in the city? ■'.-. , "Shirley M.," Ngahau School.—Such lovely flowers there were, too: crinkly white chrysanthemums (that's a larije word!) and ths reddest of roses. ~ •■'. .-::";.':■'.■'.'.'•'■•