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OUR RING TONIGHT

"Mary C," HataJtal.—A jolly story, Mary. I think it was original,, too, although you didn't mark it. Did you make it up? "Peter C," Hataitai.—How many hundreds of miles did you travel last week, Peter ? : You seem to have been almost everywhere and what fun you. had. "Lassie," Kelbnrn.—-Every day we wonder tf our "Lassie" has found her second eye and her rose-coloured spectacles again. Has she? "Blue Veil," City.—We were so pleased to find your happy letter in the Ring, elf. What a packet of Easter news It held. The Elf .sends, his love. .

"Rambling Ron," Wiramar.—Tour riddles wili be printed soon,. Ron. .So you are still swimming! .Make the most of summer's end- •. .-.ing, for it'll soon be goodbye to beach days. "Nanna," City.—Right answer to the puzzle. You are very good at guessing, "Nanna." :' "Hurrah! for you!" says letterbox Elf. "Squeak," Moefa.—But Autumn's red slippers come tripping before Winter's snow shoes. ■ Good verse-making, dear, but you forgot to writ© your? age ojt It. - ' ■ "Ina A.," -City.':—Welcome to the Ring, Ina Dina. "C.herryblossbm" has been chosen, fay. What next will you chooser Watch the Ring for Printer Man's Rules.' f'Great Greenfeather," JohnsoaVrlle.—Good to see j'otir name in our Visitors' Book at last, pixie artist. I wonder if your pen is &usy at an - Autumn picture already. THE TOY-MAN'S TRAY. i The Toy-Man can show you Such wonderful things: A dolly that dances, Another that sings, A clockwork express, . And a-beetle that hops Eaf better than any | You buy in. the shops.

A waggle-tailed mouse, ! And a squirrel that squeaks, Andt small, fluffy chickens That dab with their beaks; ! And other surprises All lovely and gay The. Toy-Man can show ilf you look at his tray, i ELIZABETH FLEMING. "Pat 'D.," DaMHtvirke^-So we'll s«*reh the f jjoet's shelves for you, elf.' Yours is the t first Autumn poem to arrive at the Ring. A . good reading- list. ' i ["W.6.T.," Erua.—Letterboi Elf, and. 1 agree ] ; with your itens- on Terse, Seme simple poems | 1 give as much pleasure as th« works of the! , great. ones. We'll look forward ■to hearing more of Jean of Ireland. . ! "Mayflower," Jofrntonvill*.—Thank yott for your drawing*, ptaieKln, and the w'ec pl«ce! about your country borne1. What a thrilling place for games that orchard was. "Bush OrchW," Bthffont.—Twer dancing fays and a poem I Ever so- many thanks, Norraa. You will soon 'be able to draw well enough* . to use drawing ink. ,

"Flash Gordon's Pal," Kllbirnte.—The most interesting: point of a story should happen juM before its close or sometimes even in tarn.. last sentence. "Kevin's Schooldays" is weu expressed, but does not hold the interest to the end. Keep on trying, lass. Perhaps you and Flasfc Gordon will worfc together wita stories arid illustrations. "Silver Ring." City.—Printer Man Hires you to start each line of poetry on a new line qj your paper, dear. I like the little gits or verse you send. I"Jean McF.." JohnsonvHte.—New pixie-namei are as hard to find as berries on fir tree*. AH four belonged, Joan. Try to think of • very unusual one. "Roy A.," Seatoun.—Perbaps. the Postman ha* more than one letter for you in his bag « surprises. Welcome to- another boy-member. i Do you want a pea-name, Hoy? i"Chinkachook." City.—l Jspect Budgie would 1 take a bath if you put one in his cage. At* I you another keen basketballer ? We hop* I you find a place in the team. "Mary of Argyie," Lower Hutt.—This is you* name now. Helen. What a large family « - birds you have. Next time you send a letter will you pleas* tell us your age,- new-pixie. I "Fairy Stardust" Berhampere.—l have no American addresses on the"- pisnfriends' liat at present, elf. Write .to an American new*» | paper, or watch the- "Please" notices eaem Saturday. •' - i "Mischievous," City.—Nonsense rhyme* are fua and so is learning- to sßate if you don't mro« a bump op a bruise occasionally. "Brown Owl." Wadestewn.— l hope ymir East« was as jolly -as your plan 3 for. it, elf. M there any book or picture you'd like 'specially for a prize? "Sonflbird," Petow.—Animal Page comes afte* Winter Page, pixie. Are you swing to nuug a story or a drawing for it? Letterbox EX I and I hope you will. ><1ft jJ^"~Hlfl» ——UMW—' —»>M^—SJW^"*!l "WELCOME TO . * F m "H«y A." (I!) ***%"•> "Blu» Flower" (9) Upper Hutt, "Flash Gordon's Pa!" (14) Kllblrnl* "lira A." (6) ;.". city# Betty Cattle (9) Newtow*. • • • Roy AldrMgw, 403 Karaka Bay Road, SeatoujV E5,. wants a (unfriend - aged 11 years. WJI somebody wrfte to Ray? "Tui Chwus," Petone-.—Shall we change th* picture of grandma's mother tc* a preclou* miniature for the coincidence in your story is a little far-fetched, Rita. It is nicely written apart from this one fault. "Wary M.," Pahiatua.—"Snow Fairy" belong* to* another member, Mary. Yours is tIM best writing \ of the week, and what a pity your drawings were too late for Easter Pagft. "DfvUiia," Seatoun.—Good retsta, "Divinia"! How many birthdays for you, ptslekin? Ya« forgot to tell. "Blue Flower," Upper Hutt.— l *m rery, very glad to welcome you, Pat, and year penname reminds me of so many p«l*u<i beauties. I hope you had a happy Easter. "Polly Flinders," City.—Your Eastery picture was too late for our special page, Betty. Always rentem&er ta send drawings rery, rery early.. "Tertlus."1 Lyall Bay.—Your long, breezy letter was a surprise Easter-egg. Did the secret lagoon suggeit a "story/ It.sounds like m» of "Aute's" felautf stories, doesn't it? "Blinky Bill," City.—Two lovely letters frwa - this mushroom. What fun the circus mret have been . . . and feeding the animals afterward*. * • • "TUMBIE-TOWM." iCopied.) At TumbU Xewn one windy eve ' ' ('Twas nearing; Christmas, I believe), Old Billy BrO\VK went bustling by To light this street lamps, high as high. He lighted one, he lighted two, ~ He said, "I rather t&iafc they'll do. I do Hkft windy eves," lie sai4, And then bis hat blew from his head, jlnd in the cheery light he lit, He saw two elvea rush after it. "I thinSt," he saia, " 'tis plain as plain, I'll never see- that hat again!" "PETER'S PAL" (UK Petone,

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Evening Post, Volume CXXVII, Issue 88, 15 April 1939, Page 25

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OUR RING TONIGHT Evening Post, Volume CXXVII, Issue 88, 15 April 1939, Page 25

OUR RING TONIGHT Evening Post, Volume CXXVII, Issue 88, 15 April 1939, Page 25