BIG BROTHER BILL

Evening Star, Issue 19724, 26 November 1927, Page 15

BIG BROTHER BILL

AND THE BAIRNS A WEEKLY TALK Hello, 'everybody,— The uisc gentleman who sits-in the editor's chair and says what words shall be printed in The 1 livening Star ’ has given ns this corner in which wo may talk to each oilier once a week. Which means that all sorts of happy and exciting tilings can happen. Competitions with perfectly decent prizes to be won, little stories told by Princess Silvcrwings, birthdays to le remembered and names of the lucky or.es to be printed, Icllio recipes to be cut out and pasted in the scrapbook, and, last, but not least, a message irojn Big Brother Bill every week.

In everybody's family but mine there are two kinds of loik, just girls and boys. There can’t be any other loud. In'my family there will be three kinds from now on. Boys and girls who haven’t got a wireless set, but aic saving up to buy a crystal outfit; boys ui)d "iris who liiivg ft crystal outfit, but wantTa valve set; and all tho lucky boys and girls who have a valve set. ion all belong to the family, of course, whether you “listen in _ or read this column ; 'and I am thinking of inventmfr throe badges, like three devices iu a secret society. Ouo for icudois, one for crystal set folk, and one loi the lucky valve set people, ihe badge will have four honey bees on it, which clever members-of the family will sec means: BIG BROIIH-L BILLS BAIRNS'. Tho colors will bo white for those who read this column, blue ioi tho crystal set people, and pink for tho valve set folk What do you think of the idea? Write and tell n;o, addressing your letters: “Big Brother Bill, c/o the ‘Evening Star,’ Dunedin. Yours affectionately always, Big Brother Bill. THE HAPPY DITTY Hero is the happy ditty, sung by the radio family at. tho beginning of oui children’s hour, foil sing it to tho tune of ‘ Three Blind Mice.’ I'.v’ei vbody knows tho tune, and everybody ought to sing "tho words. Jt woman t do dad and mum any harm to sing .'t occasionally. Let’s all sing, Lot’s all sing, Make the rafters ring, Make the rafters ring. _ We don’t care whether it rains or snows. Or whether the old ..clock stops or goes, There’s nothing in worrying, goodness knows, So let’s all sing. RADIO IN NURSERY LAND A BEDTIME STORY. Old King Cole started the business.. Ho issued an invitation to all the Nursery Rhyme people to meet bun in the House That Jack _ Built, at 7 o’clock precisely, to consider installing radio in nurscryland. Everybody came. Goosey Gooscv Gander got there earlv, and wandered upstairs and downstairs to find a lady a chamber in the House That Jack Built. Simple Simon came and brought his Pieman - with him. Jack Horner came soon enough to get in a corner, and Bo Peep sat next'to him, falling asleep with her head on his shoulder, the sleepy little tiling didn’t waken again all through tho meeting. Tom p lO Piper’s Son was there with the stolen pie under his arm. Everybody laughed when, halfway through the meeting, Humpty Dumpty called the pig Our first loud squeaker.” They made Old King Colo the chairman because he was a. merry old soul. He begun by saying that, ho was very fond of music, but when Little Boy Blue blew a blast on his horn everybody got a fright. Ho said ho meant the besb music, of course, but the difficulty about radio was that it cost money. Mother Hubbard said that was a pity because she was always h.'Ud up. Everybody shouted “ Hear, hear. All ho could say. continued Old King Cole, was, had they any proposals to Jack proposed, and Jill seconded, that Radio should be installed because people ought always to go up the hill of progress. Mary, Mary quite contrary, became quite olio moved an amendment that Nurseiy Rlvvme people bo quite content with the music they had. There was King Cole’s fiddlers three, her own silver bells, and Roy Blue’s horn, and, it they wanted anything more, there was tho 24 blackbirds that sang in the pie Plio didn’t believe in these new-fangiert ideas. But the amendment was lost and tho resolution carried. Then the meeting began tn consider ways and means. Wonld_ anybody give them a Radio set? Nobody volunleered. “Can’t wo make a set,” piped tho small voice of Peter Piper. “ Wo shall want a crystal set first, mumbled Miss Muffct, with her mouth full of curds and whey. “ I think— — Just then she saw a spider hanging from the ceiling, and begun to scream. When Jack the Giant Killer had killed the spider the meeting settled down again to business. “But you can’t'have a crystal set without a crystal,” said the chairman. The Lady who rode a White Horse to Banbury Cross looked at the rings on her fingers, and said they could have a stone out of ouo if it would be any good. Dr Foster, who rode to Gloucester in a shower of rain, said that, being a doctor, ho knew all'about

fscience. He thought one of tho stones (would do splendidly. “But,” ho said, “ you’ll want a, cats whisker.” Everybody looked very glum. “You are silly,” said Johnny btout, “that cat that I pulled out of the well will give us one. She ought to since I saved her life.” Everybody looked happy again. “If she won’t, then the cat that played ‘Hey, Diddle, Diddle’ will, said the chairman. ‘ She s awfully fond of music.” , . “Now, what else is wanted.' he asked of Dr Foster. . , “ Well, there’s the aerial, was tho reply; “and somebody will have to put it up.” , Everybody looked very glum again. Moo moo, M hollowed ft loud voice. “ 1 am the Cow that jumped over the Moon. Would that bo high enough for you?" , , , i ' Evorvbodv looked pleased am laughed out loud. Jack, who climbed tho Beanstalk, said: , “ J’ll plant one ol my magic beans to grow into ft pole, then 11 Himi ) up and fix tho wire. 'I hat will be bettor. I think.” To which everybody agreed, and „ow all the Nursery Rhyme people are listening in every night, using Boy Blue's horn” ns a loud speaker. BIG BROTHER BILL’S NATURAL HISTORY JIKGLES (1) CONRAD, THE CHAMELEON. Conrad the Chameleon’s a weird little fellow, A jolly green lizard who can turn quite yellow; Ho can turn to red, and then to blue; Goodness only knows the many colors lie can do. He has two eyes of the queerest kind, One can look ahead, whilst the other looks behind; . They move different ways in Ins comical head, S Which enables him to look two ways at once, be it said. He lias a thin tongue quite as long ' as himself, • Curled away iu his mouth on a little red shelf; . At the cud of his tongue is a little sticky slip, Which is bad for beetles when he flicks it like a whip. So Conrad the Chameleon’s tho funniest fellow, He changes his colors to pink, green, and yellow; His queer little eyes roll around in his head, And his tongue is a hand to reach out for his bread, THE WEEKLY COMPETITION I don’t know whoso fault it was, but the boy who was learning to be a compositor dropped the case with all tho letters in it. They were horribly mixed up together lying on the floor. And the foreman said that ho wasn’t to no homo until he had picked them nil up and made 22 words out of them. To help him ho gave tho number of letters to bo found, and. the first and last letter of each word. All the words are used in connection with a wireless crystal sot. Seo if you can help him. There were 12 of I, 10 of N, 16 of S, 3 of U/9 of L, 14 of A, 12 of T, 8 of O, 16 of R, 17 of E, 4 of H, 3 of G, 9 of C, 2 of P, 6 of D, 2 of M, 5 of W, lof Y, and 4of B. The words were: j**.*-.C**L. E*R C«******R. C**s M****T. W**E. A****l'. The first letter opened containing tho successful and correct answer will receive a prize of two shillings and sixpence. Address your answers to “ Big Brother Bill, c/o ‘Evening Star’ Office, Dunedin.” HIE LOLUE RECIPE Here is a recipe lor perfectly scrumptious butterscotch. 1 have tried it, and know how nice it is. Yon try it, too. Melt Hb of sugar in threequarters of a breakfast cup ol cold water, and put on tho lire iu a covered saucepan. Dissolve a pinch of cream of tartar in a tablespoon ol cold water. When sugar and water arc boiling quickly add tho cream of tartar. Now boil, with lid off' saucepan, until tho svrup crackles when dropped in cold water. Take off lire, add two ounces of blitter, and stir syrup very slowly while butter melts. Boil again until a golden color, then pour _ into a greased dish, Mark with a knife vlien nearly cold. Cheerio to everybody, BIG BROTHER BILL.