A BASKET-BALL MATCH AGAINST WAIPUKURAU.

Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XVII, Issue 217, 27 August 1927, Page 11

A BASKET-BALL MATCH AGAINST WAIPUKURAU.

Dear Chief Kiwi, —On Saturday, August 18th, 1927, the Mahora A and B basket-ball teams, and seniors and junior football team's, left by the express for Waipukurau, where We played a successful game.

During the early morn, the sun shone rortn its beaming, rays, but later on in the day clouds drew acros the blue sky. The train stopped at Paki Paki, Otane, etc. We passed a lake just past Faki Paki, and Pouka kas werfl striding around in the wat er. At last the train rushed into Waipukurau station. A teacher and some girls were at the station to meet us. We walked to the school which was about five minutes walk fom the station.

The school whlcn is a very nice one and which is built of brick is on a bit of a rise.

First of alf the girls showed us where to hang our coats, and then We changed ITtlo our tenuis shoes. The A ream played first, the ball being at Waipukurau end nearly all the time. At half-time the score was Maiiora 3 V. Waipukurau 4. The game went ou again, the final score being Matora 7 v. Waipukurau 4. The B’s went ou next. I sin the captain of the B team. I will continue next week Chief Kiwi. —Bauma Godfrey, age 12 years) 1006 Waipuna street, Hustings—Line certificate. » ♦ ♦ ♦ HOLIDAYS ON A FARM. Dear Chief Kiwi.—Last holidays 1 went to Te Manuiri which is a big farm. First 1 went by train to Waipawa, then by ear to Te Manuiri. Soon arriving there We had dinner. Later ou I weht down to the native bush where many beautiful ferns grew. Trickling along was a little stream.

Every moment we would hear the tui. Going up to the house 1 Saw many acorns. When uight came on we had tea. After that 1 went into the sitting-room to hear the wireless. After a while X went to ued. One day while 1 was there we went up a huge hill. When 1 got to the top 1 was very tired. Sitting down wc liad some fruit to enjoy. Didn't we have fun coming down. One wet day I was in side so I did some raffia work and drawing. In the afternoon we bad the wireless going. The school days soon drew near so I had to be going home. Two or three days latter 1 arrived at home, sweet home after a pleasant holiday. Now 1 must thank you for the rod certificate you awarded me. Best love to the Kiwis and your self. Blue certificate to Joan Wilson age 11 years, Pakowhai road, Hastings. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ BEAUTIFUL NEW ZEALAND Dear Chief Kiwi, —From Wanganui down to Wellington by train will be our next journey. Ihe Parliament Buildings are Here, and many oreitv little bays. Then over to Pelorus Sound by ship. It has manv little inlets with native bush coming nearly down to the water s edge L’lie Otira Gorge used to be beautiful in the old coaching days, but now there is a train it is spoilt. Ihe waterfalls lad from a great height, with beautiful frees and ferns on either side. The Hermitage, at Die foot of rhe Southern Alps, is a great winter resort. The Christchurch Hills were made by a volcano that blew itself inside out. The crater is now Lvttelton Harbour. We will now visit the Cold Lakes of Otago. Lake Wakatipu is surrounded bv hills called The Remarkables. because of their ruggedness and beauty. The other lakes are mostly surrounded bv bush. The birds are plentiful as thev sing their beautiful songs in those loftv tree-tops. One of the Sounds on the West Coast of Otago is particularly beautiful. It is Milford Sound, at the head of it being snow-canoed Mitre Peak Across Foveaux Strait from Bluff is Stewart Island. It is mostly covered with bush, with delightful little tracks leading through the bush all over the island. Th some of the bays are small islands—in one bay being three small islands called Faith. Hope and Charitv. Thanking vou for the certificate you awarded me. I will close with lore to all. —Blue Certificate to Erin Heenan, age 11 years. Te Aute road. Havelock North. ♦ ♦ ♦ * SPRING TALK IN THE GARDEN Dear Chief Kiwi, —1 was very pleased to see 1 had got the 2/6 this week, and not a little surprised. A little ladybird crept out of a wee hole in the ground and surveyed the garden critically then, giving a sigh of contentment, she spread her wings and flew away to lay her eggs. Well might she sigh thus, lor the mottling was passing fair, and not a cloud Was in the skv to cover its blueness. Mr Thursh soared up into the heavens and sent out his iovf’il cry: "Spring’s here! Spring’s here!” “What is the matter?” said a daffodil. opening her petals. “Why. Spring is here, of course.’ said a bulb rudely, “Youre verv late this season ’ “You ough to know how to speak to your betters.” said the daffodil scornfully tossing her head. “Ha! ha!” laughed the bulb. “Dally is getting pettish.” "Don’t ouarrel,” said a kindiv voice, and look? ing up they saw the walnut tree smiling down at them. “When I've got niv walnuts I’ll feel very proud.” he added “but I don’t quarrel. it’s not neighbourly ; you get no good out of it, and onlv feel unhappy.” The daffodil pretended ,i lie surprised, but she said nothing more, and as the bulb turned to talk to a snowflake the walnut tree smiled knowingly. ■sr.nixi ,vip i[»s pun hoA <>l ».\<r[ -Blue Certificate to Suzanne Riddiford. age 11 years. Havelock North,

A VISIT TO THE PEAK. Dear Chief Kiwi,—l have not written to you for a long time, and I have chosen the above subject to write about. One Tuesday we decided at a Brownie meeting that if it were fine the next Saturday we would go for a walk among the Havelock Hills <Ve were told that we would need to take our lunch and something to drink It was a very fine, sunny day, and at 9.30 a.m. we started out on our journey. It was a very long and tiring journey, and we were all very glad '-o sit down and have a rest here and there. On the way up we saw the place where the Bov Scouts planted the trees on Labour Dav. When we first started on our journey there were lots of horses and cows to lie seen, but as we got further up on the hills we saw more and more sheep, but fewer cows and horses. At last we reached our destination, and we were very glad to sit down and have a rest.

From the top of the Peak we -onl cl see Napier. Bluff Hill, and Hastings. After that we went down into the bush ahd gathered leaves for Nature study. At 330 p.m. we started on our joui ney home after a very hannv dav’s outing. I must close now. with love te yourself and all the other Kiwis. —Blue Certificate to Trixie Eves, age II years, Fitzroy road, Havelock North. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ COCOA. Dear Chief Kiwi, —Mv letter this week is going to be on Cocoa. It was in 1020 that Hernando Cortex, the famous Spanish “conquistador.” sailing home after his expedition to Mexico, brought back with him some beans from the "cacao” tree, as it was then called. From these beans chocolate was prepared after the Mexican manner, and this mav be said to have been the earliest beginning of the popularity of cocoa and chocolate in the Old World. An Unusual thing about the cocoa plant is that its pods and flowers grow side Iff side There are two varieties of cocoa, the “Crioilo” and the “Fomstero. ” is rather long in shape, has a pinched neck and a curved point, and as a rule is em bossed and deeply furrowed. The cocoa grown in Ceylon. Java and Venezuela is of this variety. 1 will tell you about the Forastelo variety and some other points about cocoa next week. With much love to vou and all the Kiwis.

—Red Certificate to Joari H. Rood, age 11 years. 313 Prospect road. Hastings. 4 * ♦ ♦ THE BOUSE OF M¥ DREAMS. Dear Chief Kiwi,—Thank vou for the certificate you awarded me last week. \\ lien one enters the house of dreamland, one can see the difference from other houses. Standing on a hill in Palis was a littrn white stone cottage. When one entered' the gate one saw A long path bordered by beautiful trees and gardens. There was a tern tree on either side of the gate. On going a few steps further we cart see a beautiful garden. There are vellow white and pink flowers made into the shape of a heart. ’ in another garden are violets, blue pansies, and hyacinths, made into the shape of a' spade. There are other shapes, such as clubs, hearts, and diamonds. We go along further until we come to a little brook babhlin- silently over the pebbles. It looks like a streak of silver trickling along slowly. As we go along we come to a fountain, with its water spraying in all directions and falling softly into the little stream We then come to a lawh with a summer-house in a corner. In the middle of the lawn is a tennis court. After that we at last reach the little stone cottage. Then our dream is finished and we hear no more of the little cottage. I must close now with love to yourself and other Kiwis. —Red Certificate to Gladys Kitt, age 11 years, Murdoch road. Hastings. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ COFFEE. Dear Chief Kiwi, —This week mv essay will be on the above subiect. The coffee plant is an evergreen shrub, which grows to the height of about ten feet. Its leaves are bright and glossy It grows best in warm, moist climates and is grown in Brazil. Ceylon. West Indies. Fiji, and other places. The fruit of the plant is a juicy berry, having two hard seeds called toffee beans. The beans are taken out and dried in the sun. When thev are drv thev are roasted, and ground in a coffeemill.

1 must close now. thanking vou for the certificate vou awarded me. With love to Hie other Kiwis. —Red Certificate to Hinemoa Mitchell. age 13 rears. 408 Lascelles street. Hastings. ♦♦ ♦ ♦ RADIO. Dear Chief Kiwi, —It is quite a long time since I have written to you and tni 8 time I propose writing on Radio. Radio broadcasting and receiving began many years ago in Great Britain. Europe, and America. It is only in its infancy in New Zealand and Australia, making great progress. Wireless was invented about one hundred and forty years ago. but was not brought into action until Marconi’s re-invention. My brother has a small receiver, and, we listen in to concerts, etc., from New

Zealand and Australian stations; but he has hopes of enlarging it io work a loud speaker. In New Zealand we have four large stations. Next month Great Britain is starting a regular broadcasting service through its new short wave stations This is a wonderful thing, for it will link up the British Empire in the matter of a few seconds. I will close now. thanking vou for the two prizes vou awarded me a few weeks ago. Red Certificate to Keith Walker, age 12 .veins. 907 Albert street. Hastings. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ What is the difference between twenty-four quart bottles. and foul and twenty quart bottles ?■-Fifty-six quarts ilillei'eiiee. —Orange (Uilifieate to Mabel Wyatt, «ge ]t> years, 50s Victoria street, Hastings.

AN AFTERNOON AT CORNWALL PARK. Dear Chief Kiwi,—How manv Kiwis have not vet spent a few hours at Cornwall Park? As 1 have spent many enjoyable hours in this picturesque and well-kept park. 1 am going to describe to you briefly the beauties and alone, of it As 1 walked down the main drive one sunny afternoon during the holidays. I was charmed by the majestic splendour of the avenue of cabbage trees. Winding its way through this avenue of trees was a m

path, leading across the rustic bridges over the lake What a glorious spectacle! The lake reflecting the clear blue of the sky. glimmered with phosphorescence in the brilliant ra”s of the sun. as it flowed noiselessly on. Swans swimming on its mirrored surface, preened their feathers in the shade of the nearby bushes. The magnificent patches of geraniums, blue and white Canterbury bells, creeping roses, and nodding pansies, were indeed glorious. Ever-

green trees and shrubs grew in Profusion in many of the gardens and trailing creepers were entwined round the arches through the park. The bird aviaries were verv fascinating, Included in the collection of birds were pigeons of manv kinds, Chinese pheasants, white rabbits, and even a number of guinea-pigs 1 spent a very enjoyable afternoon at the park and returned home after having an enjoyable time. With love to the Kiwi band —Red Certificate to William Laws, age 12 years; 503 Miller street. Hastings. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ THE HOUSE OF MY DREAMS. Dear Chief Kiwi,—Before I begin 1. must thank vou verv much inde,ed for the certificates which vou awarded me last week. I had the measles a fortnight ago. and now I think I am getting the mumps. I have chosen for this week’s essay The House of My Dreams. As 1 walked along the country road I canie to a small rustic gate. I opened the gate a.vi walked up the path, on each side of which were violets, primroses, and flowers >f every description On going further I came to a pond with lovelv white swans, their beautiful necks gracefully bending as thev swnm about in the water. Going on a little Wav 1 saw a lilac tree, under which a patch of beautiful scented liiy-of-the-vallev grew. I then came to the house. It was not large and not small, but just a nice size. On the front of the house climbed a sweet cream rose and a small ivy creeper. The large lattice windows were wid'ff open as it was a beaut. fu< scrimier’s day. On going in. i.le I found the rooms were large, yet cosy. The house stood on a hill. • ' f rom the living-room window cue "et a lovelv view of th e sea. Of v,, . it had every convenience possible. Well. Chief Kiwi, this is .the House of My Dreams. Do vou think volt would like it? I will close now, with love to yourself and all Kiwis. —Ried Certificate to Tzvis Stewart, age 11 years. Riverslea road 1 . Hastings. * * * * spring flowers Dear Chief Kiwi,—This time I an> going to write about the above subject. There are many different kinds of spring flowers. These are the names of some: Daffodils, jonquils, snowdrops, violets and pansies. The spring flowers look most beautiful with their different’colours, they also have a nice scent. People have the flowers to put in vases so that the bare places will not look so dreary. Most of the daffodils and jonquils are out now. We have quite a lot of jonquils and daffodils out. Chief Kiwi, have you any of these flowers out? There are the single petal with the double centre, the white petal with the yellow centre and all double daffodils. There is the little single daffodil which I think ’S called the nflrcissls. It was called after a bov who died and a flower grew in his place. The violets have a lovely scent, hut the snowdrops have no scent at all. It is their look that makes us think them pretty. Well. Chief Kiwi, I will close now with love to all the Kiwi Band.

—Red Certificate to Margaret Cheer, age 13 years, Rural Delivery, WaipaWa.

♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ HOW I SPENT A WET DAY.

Dear Chief Kiwi,—This week I am going to tell you about how I spent a wet day. One Saturday as I looked out the window I saw the weather looked very dull so 1 decided to stay inside. I lit the sitting-room fire and started to read a library book called "Wolf Ear the Indian.” It was a very interesting book and I enjoyed it immensely. About an hour later I sat down to morning tea and after that I did raffia work until dinner-time. In the afternoon I made a bird kite but when I went to fly it the next day it would not fly so after that 1 decided that the bow kites were the best. After tea I went to bed to finish my exciting library book, —Orange Certificate to Alex McDonald. age H years, 603 Ellison road, Hastings. * * ♦ ♦ AN EARLY MORNING WALK. Dear Chief Kiwi.—This week 1 have chosen the above subject. It was a glorious morning, and smelt of cool fresh air. On looking out of the window I decided to go for an early walk in the wood. Going along the road, 1 soon came to the wood. Ohl what a beautiful sight greeted my eyes, a tiny white rabbit was playing about with its brothers and sisters, a brown squirrel with its head on one side eating a nut, birds fluttering about, singing merrily. What a lovely morning to be sure. 1 wandered along, stopping every non’ and then to pick a flower, violets, primroses, daisies, and many others grew wild. I was very glad I had come to the wood for mv walk. Many beautiful ferns were waving their leaves in the breeze. I returned home after a most enjoyable walk.

Love to all. Orange Certificate to Molly Wells, age 12 veins, 307 S Nelson street, Hastings.

THE HOUSE OF MY DREAMS. Dear Chief Kiwi,—Thank you for the Certificate you awarded me last week. This week lam going to write about the house of my dreams. Away in the stillness of the country nestled in a corner of the mountains one may find a quaint old-fashioned cottage with low windows witn creepers trailing in and a brook which bubbled over the stones singing a song of its native woods as it goes. Quaint flowers, as quaint as the house itself, bloom profusely. Fountains gracefully throw the water over the rocks. The sun looks down upon this lonely yet happy scene. The scent of the woods that the cool breeze brought along with It sweetened the air. No wonder one felt annoyed when a little songster awoke one from dreams so sweet -t so untrue. .Well, Chief Kiwi, I must close now with love to you and your merry band of Kiwis. —Orange Certificate to Dorothy Farmery, age 11 years, Box 210, Hastings.

JUNIORS A DRIVE IN SPRING. Dear Chief Kiwi,—This is the first time I have written to you. I am writing about a drive in spring. It is the month of August now, which is spring. Last fortnight we went out for a motor drive, in our friends’ car, which is a very nice one. On the Saturday it was raining hard, and we thought it would never clear up. But oh 1 on the Sunday morning it dawned swny and bright, and we started out in the afternoon in very high spirits. First of all. we drove through Havelock, via the new concrete road, which now makes travelling very pleasant. When he were driving past the emerald pastures, we saw the most magnificent spring-time scenes, which beautified the country, and made an artistic scene. Soon after this, I was delighted to see the tiniest and whitest baby lambs. When we had driven on a little further, we saw a farm, with a number of cows, ankle deep in the mud. Bv this time we were very near Nnpier, and we could see the beautiful white, foam ing waves, creeping on to the grey, sandy beach. We were driving "ery slowly alonr the Parade, when we saw our friends’ house where we stayed nt Napier at Christmas time. Then we stopped, and alighted from our car. On the Parade were a number of people listening to the band. We were among the crowd, listening for a short time, but there was a cold, hiting wind blowing. My father nnd his friend went for a walk along the Parade. Then we stalled on our journey home again. It was very pleasant coming home, and we arrived very hungry. — Pink Certificate to Edith Cocks, age 10 years, 4OIS Park road, Hastings. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ A DAY’S OUTING. Dear Chief Kiwi,—-Thank you for my Blue Certificate. First of all. I was going to last Monday’s war picture but as it is my music day 1 ~oht to the pictures last Saturday . iternoon. We left home in time to . atcli the two o'clock 'bus. On arriv ing at Hastings we went to the pictures which were very good. While in there a friend came in, and my Mothei s]x>ke to her. When’ the pictures were over we all had delicious afternoon tea in the tearooms. We had sandwiches, buttered date scones, currant bread, beautiful tea cakes and tea to drink. After that we did some shopping. First to the grocer's shop, and then to the music shop. Then we went home in our friend’s two-seater car, after a very happy afternoon. \Ve reached home at six o’clock. With much love. —Blue Certificate to Marjorie Webb, age 10 years, Napier road. Havelock North. ♦ ♦ » ♦ ON THE WAY TO SCHOOL. Dear Chief Kiwi, —As I have not written to you for some time, 1 will do so now. As 1 have a long way to go to school 1 see many sights of which lam going to tell you. The first thing I see when I leave home is a plantation of wattle and gum, filling up a rise. On the other side of the road is our paddock With willow trees in it. Next I come to a paddock with sheep and lambs in it. After that I come to another plantation, this one being of pines and gums. I pass on through a station, with a wine-seller and other sheds on one side and a row of lawsonianas. Next I come to a cutting where I see nothing but bare hills. I then come to some orchards with gum trees in front of them. Leaving the orchards behind. I come to a huge paddock where cattle graze all day. After that a number of houses come in view, then a store and more houses, until I reach school, where I join my playmates, —Blue Certificate to Lorna McRobbie, age 10 years. Box 86. Havelock North. ♦ ♦ » ♦

OUR SCHOOL- BALL. Dear Chief Kiwi —As I said, Chief Kiwi, my, essay this week is to be about our school ball. We left home at a quarter to seven o’clock. Our girl friends were with my sister and me and up the road we met some more girls. When we reached the Assembly Hall we heard the merry and joyous shouts of other children. At a quarter to eight o’clock all the school children lined up for the Grand March. When the orchestra started to play we all stepped off and indeed the fancy dresses looked very beautiful. I went as an “Australian Cowgirl.” After the Grand March was over we had several dances, and we had great fun. Then my mate and I went and sat up on the balcony and watched the other children dancing. When the adults took the floor at half past ten o’clock we went and had supper, and we did enjo,v it. After supper we watched the adults dance, and they made a pretty sight, especially the ladies with their pretty frocks. ' One o’clock brought the ball to an end. This is all, Chief Kiwi, thanking you for the red certificate, and 1 am going to be a saver of silver paper. Your affectionate Kiwi. —lied Cedtificate to Rosa Dixon, aged lU years, Barden street, Hastings.