The Kiwi’s Nest

Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XVII, 1 October 1927, Page 15

The Kiwi’s Nest

(Continued from page 11.) A STORY of GENERAL WOLFE. Dear Chief Kiwi,—This week I am going to write about the above subject. “My father is a soldier and I am going to be a soldier, too,’’ said nt tie Jamie Wolle. as he toki his schoolmates of his great resolve. His father was already a great general in the small English Armv. and had fought m the famous Battle of Bien heim, under the Duke of Marlborough. When he was twelve, he gave his parents no rest, until at last thev gave in. Although only, fifteen vears of age he took the King's shilling and marched off to the roll of the drums. At the early age of twenvone he became a lieutenant in the Army. Then the French declared war on Canada, and Wolfe and his regiment were ordered abroad. I will continue the storv next week. It will be called “A Fight for the Canadas.’’ Love to you and the Kiwi band. —Orange Certificate to Joe Hodgson, age H years. Cr. St. George and and Havelock roads. Hastings. I ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ A VISIT TO CORNWALL PARK. Dear Chief Kiwi, —Thank you for tlie certificates you awarded me last week. This week lam going to tell you about “A Visit to Cornwall Park.’’ Last Sunday afternoon 1 left about two 'clock for Cornwall Park. When I reached there I went to see the gold and white carp, and also the young trout. Then I went to see the animals and birds. The silver pheasant was very nice, but the golden pheasant was beautiful. The rabbits weer trying to burrow a hole, but the wire-netting was stop ping them. After waitching the peafowls for a little while I went over to see the Egyptian geese for I had not seen them before. Then I nlaved on the swings and slide until four o'clock, for then 1 had to go home. Love to vou and the Kiwi band. —Orange Certificate to Alex. McDonald age H vears. 603 Ellison road, Hastings. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ A DAY IN THE BUSH Dear Chief Kiwi,—Thank you very much for the certificates vou award ed me last week. This week lam §oing to tell you about a pleasant ay I spent in the bush. As we came to the entrance of the bush, the gay songs of the birds reached our ears. Walking on we came to the thickest part of the bush. Here a timid rabbit hurried over the grass, which was wet with dew. The rabbit was white with pink eyes, and I would have liked' him for a pet. Further on we came to the most beautiful sjfot of the bush. It was a piece of land with flowers of all colours giowing upon it. After gather ing some flowers we went on our wav once again. Next we came to some big rocks, under which many ferns grew. The snails also had taken refuge under the rocks to keep out of the way of the birds. As it was Spring, the nests in the trees were numerous. Passing on. we came across many little green lizards hurrying through the grass to a nlace of safety. Well. Chief Kiwi. I will close now with love to yourself and the Kiwi band. P.S.: I am sending you some more silver paper. —Orange Certificate to Kitty Colwill, age 12 years. 907 Railway road, Hastings. » ♦ ¥ ♦

THE CHAIROPLANE AND MERRY-CO-ROUND. Dear Chief Kiwi, —Thank vou for the cerlilicate which vou awarded me last week. Have you been for a ride on the chairoplane yet Chief Kiwi? I have not been on yet. but 1 think I will go on at the Show. It looks a little bit risky to gup on it. On Satur day evening, when we were in town, a man nearly fell off when the chairoplane was going. Another man’s hat blew off when it was going fast, but he got it when he jumped off. I’d just love to go on the chairoplane, wouldn’t you. Chief Kiwi? 1 have been on the merry-go-round. on which 1 had two very nice rides. Very pretty music is played for the merry go-round. Some of mv friends have told me about another merrv-go-round and chairoplane somewhere near the “Tribune.’’ They say that these are much bigger than the ones by Westerman’s. The next happening to look forward to is the Show. I will close now. hoping vou will have an enjoyable day At the Show. Love to all. —Orange Certificate to Rauma A. Godfrey, age 12 years. 1006 Waipnna street, Hastings. » ♦ ♦ ♦ MAKING CAKES. Dear Chief Kiwi, —Thank vou very much for the certificates you have .awarded me. I will tell vou about my cakes I made last week. I nut on mother’s white apron to begin with. Next I saw to the file, be cause we could not bake without a hot oven. Then I got a basin and put in some butter and sugar, and mixed it well, then some flour and baking-powder and some salt, and three eggs. After beating it aud stirring it, I put it in cake pans, then into the oven. After a while I took them out. Oh! how delicious they smelt. We ate them all for tea. lam going to make some more soon, so I hope they are a success, like the others. With love. —Orange Certificate to Molly Wells, age 12 years. 307 S Nelson street, Hastings. P.S.: Chief Kiwi, lam so glad vou were able to send a bulky Mucel of silver paper away. I enclose some more. —M.W.

TRAVEL OLD AND NEW. Dear Chief Kiwi, —Thank you for the certificates. This week I am going to write about the above tit I but before I begin I will tell you) that my birthday is on October, the 4th. Many people, hundreds of years ago, never travelled far from where they had been born for fear of highwaymen who robbed the people of anything precious they had. The first train which was built was called “The Rocket,” and was made by George Stevenson. Many people came to see the Rocket, when it was first tried on the railway lines. The roads in the olden days were rough, so this also stopped the people from travelling far To-day the roads are good, and most people have enjoyed a ride in a car. I wonder what Stevenson would say if he saw one of our trains rushing along at fifty miles an hour. Our trains have every possible comfort. Well Chief Kiwi, I will close now with love. —Orange certificate to Dorothy Farmery ,age 11 years, Box 210 Hastings. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ A MOTOR CAR RACE Deear Chief Kiwi, —I have not written to you for a long time and this week I have chosen the above subject. The cars lined up ready to start, one of which looked as if it had met with an accident and had only two spares wheels while the others had four or five. The pistol was fired and the cars left from the starting place, No. 9 in the lead and No. 5 a length behind. The cars took the bend gracefully with No. 5 half a length behind. They were on the third lap when two of No. 9’s cylinders blew out, which reduced her speed down to twenty miles. On the fourth lap No. 5 was one and a-half lengths ahead of No. 9 and in three minutes she was flying past the winning post. The car slowed down amid loud cheers and praises were given for the driver. I will close now, with much love to yourself and the other Kiwis. —Robert Cooney, age 12 years, Te Mata, Havelock North. * * ♦ * THE VISIT OF THE WELLINGTON HOCKEY TEAM Dear Chief Kiwi, —This week I am going to write about the visit of the Wellington Hockey Team. The Wellington team came through to play the Hastings men’s team. The game was played on a Wednesday and Hastings beat them by one goal. In the evening my father brought them down to our place. They were all playing our Grand Player as we did not have anyone to play the piano for us. We hud prepared their supper for them, and when it was nearly time to go home, two men who could play came. One brought his violin and could play very nicely. All the men were staying at the hotel. They went home after having a good time. The next morning we saw them away on the express. Well, Chief Kiwi, I will close with love to all the Kiwis. —Venice Wall, age 11 years, 917 Railway Road, Hastings. ♦ * ♦ ♦ NEW ZEALAND FLAX Dear Chief Kiwi, —This week my essey will be on New Zealand Flax. New Zealand flax grows in gullies and swamps, along hillsides, river-banks and beds. It grows six or seven feet in height. It grows in clumps or tufts called flax-bushes, with long, tapering, sword-shaped leaves, springing from the root. Flowers are of a deep red colour, growing on a hard stalk called Korari or Koradi. It is manufactured by being cut, tied in bundles, carted to a mill, weighed, and then sorted. The green stuff is crushed out by strippers, leaving fibres. The fibre is washed, carted to drying fields to bleach and afterwards hung on fences to dry. Afterwards it is carted to a scutching machine for renioval of tow and dust. When this is finished it is put into bales, pressed and sent away to port for shipment abroad, or to rope factories in New Zealand. It is principally used to make binder twine, cheap clothes line* and many other things. Some of the fibre is shipped to America and England, there mixed with Manila fibre, jute, to be made into ropes and some other things. With love to all. —Hinemoa Mitchell, age 13 years, 408 Lascelle Street, Hastings. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A SCHOOL BAG. Dear Chief Kiwi, —One fine day I was taken to a factory to be made into a school bag. When I was made I was taken to a shop to be sold at 17/6. I was bought by a boy named Jackie. Next day Jackie went to school and put me on a peg in the porch. Some other boy came and shifted me to another peg. After school was over, Jaekie came out and could not find me so he reported this to the schoolmaster. The next day the schoolmaster inquired and no one would own up. I was in the porch for two weeks. When I was found I was looked after for a long time. I was fourteen years old, so Jackie thought he would buy a new bag and play with me till I was broken and torn. •—Harry Toothill, age 11 years, 701W. St. Aubyn Street, Hastings.