TRYING THE NEW KITE

Hawera Star, Volume LIV, 4 May 1935, Page 10

TRYING THE NEW KITE

BOBBY’S U-16J3AX AJ “Just the day for trying my nowkite,” said Bobby, when he looked out of the window and saw the trees bending before the. wind. “11l go to- the common.” The common was a, jolly place. It slopes down a steep liilL and there was plenty of mem to play; and, better still, there were no notices saying Keep off the grass! The kite was a big one, box shaped, and rather difficult to handle; at least, Bobby found it so when he tried to send it up. “Try coming down with it. , called a friendly man who saw; the boy’s trouble. “Carry it f to the top, and then von wilß have the wind right for flying. ___ it.” lie added. Bobbv said, “Thank you. I will.” ’ , ~/V He trudged up the steep hills, and when, at last he reached the top lie let- but his , string,w, and was delighted to fool tug of the kite. W “That’s more like it! cried, as he started to down the grassy slope. The kite wais helping Jinn along—helping him too much, V as lie soon found, for lie rushing so fast that soon ho could not stop. -41 “And there’s a nasty steep,——— place just ahead,” lie thought.' “Whatever shall 1 do? If I, let go the string and roll on- -then-we the grass I -shall lc.se my kite,' A ancl perhaps get hurt, too.” , All at once lie saw - that lio covec tu was rushing straight on to a w hite tablecloth, on wliic-.h a picnic lunch was spread. There was only one thing he could do to prevent himself from wrecking that picnic. He gave a great leap into the air, felt the mighty tug of the kite string at his wrist, and managed, only just in, time, to tuck up his legs under him. He had only just cleared the cloth a,nd the people sitting round when the string -broke. He fell with a bump, and then wont rolling on down the hillside. As he slowed down and scrambled to his feet he found that the stranger who had spoken to him earlier in the morning had come to see if lie were hurt. “No hones broken, I liopo! Upon my word! .You are a- resourceful fellow! I never thought you would be able to; dodge us.” “Sorry,” said Bobby, with his eye on- a. speck in t-he sky. “No hope,” he thought. Soon it would bo gone for over. His, friend looked at the kite, too. “Sit down and get ycur wind,” he said kindly. “I’ll sprint on down the lull and try to recover it for yon.” “Oil, will you?” said Bobby. “Thanks so. much.” And sure enough, in less than notime the precious kite was safely in his hands.