AN ANSWER TO..."

Evening Post, Volume CXXVI, Issue 80, 1 October 1938, Page 20

AN ANSWER T0..."

"Elizabeth Anne," Newtown.—Pink and yellow must be carefully blended, plxlekln-! You score points for neatness. ! "Great Greenfeather," Johnsonville. —This week's painting' is more delicately tinted, lass, but it's hard to choose. Thank you for "Betsy Anne." "Silver Moonshine," Karori. —Postle brought your drawing in time, dear, but we couldn't find space for it this week. Look for It later. "Allan U.." Ngaio,—You must have watched sweet peas in the sunshine. Allan, to paint them so truly. . "Shirley P.," Brooklyn.—Each package brings us a new surprise. They put the Bing Iceland Poppies to shame for colour. "Lassie," Kelburn.—Not one, but two letters from you, co I'll have to be twins this week to even up I The "overflow" tale is the happiest thing. Thank you for it. "Papoose," Newtown.—But you did find time for everything, didn't you ? Pictures in blue ink won't fit,- elf, but your skipping lamb is well drawn.. "Little Dressmaker," City.—Any sort of measles is horrid to catch! Hurry up and get well again, small one. "Princess Powderpuff," City.—You know, I think your play stops in the wrong spot. I wanted to find out about Ruby's etory too. Avis White, City.—Pixie, the pen-name you chose belongs to another elf. Will you think again and let me know? Shirley Weetman, Miramar.—Yes, I do like. The colours are just the right ones for those summertime flowers. x

:>o(><^>oo<r>aK=__><K><l^ ["Silver Rose," Paekakariki.—But it's rather too cold yet, isn't itt —for swimming, 1 mean. When the warm days come, there'll be sand-between-the-toes for you. "Sylvia," Khandallah.—lt's terribly bard to hide the glue with your picture paintings, but Letterbox Elf and I understand. "Twiny," Wadestown.—Tell your twin to write in too. We'll love to have you both. Is she another poetry-maker? "Little Budgie," Johnsonville.—ls the dog waiting for a game when you come out of your cage? But sorry, we can't use drawings that are on lined paper, chick. "Little Bud," Hataitai—Perhaps it is Standard lif you are a clever elfl And what a surprise, about the garden. Margaret MoDonald, Brooklyn.—Sorry, pixie, but the other name was taken, so will you think again . How is tlie cold now. "Dolly Daydream," Kelburn.—Why, what an exciting party that must have been I The story is as happy as the small guests were. "Blub Jay," Moera.—The dainty fairy coloilrs of the sweet peas make me think summer is here already. Do you have them growing in your garden, with butterflies about, tool "■Pussyfeathers," Island Bay.—l have never seen a black butterfly with scarlet eyes-ion its wings—they remind me of traffic -"lights I But I'd love to, just.the isame.