THE POSTIE’S BAG

Evening Star, Issue 22032, 18 May 1935, Page 5

THE POSTIE’S BAG

27 IQrcaldy street. South Dunedin. • ' May 5, 1935. Dear Big Brother Bill,—lt is quite a while since I'wrote to you last. We have shifted since then. lam entering for this week’s competition, and hope ; I am right. We are having: our term examination. I went to Central Otago for my Christmas holidays. My age is 12 years, and I am in Standard V. I

like reading your stories in the 1 Evening Star.’ We are haying a party at school to-morrow. I will close now.— I remain, yours sincerely, Marie Hamill. [Thank you for your letter, Marie Hamill. Brother Bill hopes that you enjoyed your party. Central Otago is a delightful place for a holiday, Marie, especially in summer time. Did you go and see.any of the lakes? Perhaps you were like some fortunate people whom Brother Bill knows, and who camped all your holidays by the side of one of the most beautiful of the lakes. Write again soon. Your name is in the honour square for neat writing.] 34 Rawhiti street, Sunshine, Dunedin, E 1 ' ’ ’ May 5, 1935. • Dear Big Brother Dill, —Just a few lines enclosed with, the competition answer, which 1 hope is successful. At home we have a cat which_ measures 32 inches from the tip of his nose to the tip of his tail. My brother, Lindsay, and I have six pigeons, and all of them are good fliers. At night they willnot go into their house, and they all sit on the roof of our house. When the younger ones stand near the father -he goes for th4m and pecks at their necks. When the female one is sitting' on eggs, or babies, and you go to take one out, she pecks at one’s hand gs hard as she can, but the pecks do not hurt, because pigeons, do not have sharp beaks. We have not entered them for races yet, but we shall soon. Just lately our school (Musselburgh) : has finished a queen carnival, and raised at least £6OO. I will put the competition below t)iis I will close now, —I remain, yours sincerely, Grahaeme Johnson. [Pjgeons do make, interesting pets, Grahaeme 1 Johnson, -Of course, the mother bird will peck at your hand, and she can peck very hard indeed. Hard enough to hurt. Perhaps she does not peck hard at your hand, because she trusts you. Did you ever see the quaint fashion in which the mother bird feeds the young? Your name is in the Honour Square, because of the interesting letter Brother Bill received.. Write again soon.] Palmerston. Dear Big Brother Bill, —May I join your happy family. I am nine years

!jue-u i -jj m tub j puu ‘p[o away for my Easter holidays. I have a pigeon at home, and he often; bites me, although he is becoming tamer of late. We have a dog, too. His name is Patch, and he is 15 years of age. I think he is known from one end of the town to the other. We have seven hens at home; one of them is a nice' brown one, and I like her very much. Well, dear Big Brother Bill, as it is time to learn my lessons, I will have to close, with love from June Findlater. [Thank you for your letter, June Findlater. The pigeons, the dog, and the hens sound quite interesting. Brother Bill knows the place where you live, and thinks it a very nice little town. Why is Patch known so well? Is it because he is mischievous? Write again soon.] 411 High street, Dunedin, C2. April 14, 1935. Dear Big Brother Bill, —I am writing this letter to ask you if I can join your happy family. lam 14 years old, and I am entering your competition, and hope to win it. My little brother is nine years old, and is also sending in his answer for the under-tens. Well, I must close now, with love to the aunts and uncles, as well as yourself.— I remain, yours faithfully, Robert M. Laing. [Thank you for your letter, Robert Laing. You are very welcome to the family. You might not win the competition, but do not let that discourage you. . Keep trying, Robert, and there will come a day when your name will appear in the winner’s list. Write again soon.] Brighton, May 7, 1935. Dear Big Brother Bill, —May I join your, happy family? 1 am going to try this week’is competition, and hope to succeed. My brother has written to you before. I have a baby sister, whose name is Frances Lorraine Bloss. Wo also have a cat; and the baby loves to play with her. I sometimes go round the rocks and look for pretty fanshells; 1 also like to _ look for mussels. We have not a wireless, but we are hoping to get one soon. I love to read the good-night tale. I also* like to listen to the children’s hour. T have just joined the Brighton Hockey Club, and 1 like it very much. I must close how. — Yours sincerely, Joyce Bloss. [You must have_ somei interesting times around ’the Brighton rocks, Joyce Bloss. Do you ever find the seaweed that can be cooked and eaten ? Brother Bill has a friend at Brighton who once sent him some, and it was very nice indeed. Give Frances Lorraine a hug for Big Brothei Bill. Do you not think that your wee sister has a very beautiful name? Write again soon.]