The C.O.G.s"

Manawatu Times, Volume LIV, Issue 6889, 20 April 1929, Page 14

The C.O.G.s"

FROM THE HUB

2>oar Cogs, Wfcit cold we have been having. bat 1 think it splendid to get up early these mornings. The sun is glorious, and everything just sparkles in the sunlight. It's mornings like this, that spiders specialise in their web homes. What wonderful work they do, their webs seem to be a net work of lace, studded with dewy diamonds. We have to welcome such a number if new Cogs to our merry band this yreek. Veronica O’Dwyer, Isabel Beard, J*ek Williams, Kathleen McDonald, Percy Hammon, Eric Corry, and Jack Patterson. .1- Thank you dears for your nice little notes. How interesting Hesley, to have i, sister teaching in Suva. She will Write some interesting letters, I am s sure. Yes, “Periwinkle,” the skillteets do seem to have become easier, in |aet, they are too easy really, but then liigain, you don't get the time to solve the harder ones. Thank you. baby Eac, . for your dear wee note, and the snaps. •’ I had such wonderful results from ♦h» incomplete story competition, Joseph Oliver ivthe winner; his lotter ■hows originality. The best of the (Others will be published. ' Next week’s competition will be a bit of a poser, but it isn’t hard. You will need to put your thinking caps on, land perhaps mother or daddy will help you.. 2/6 will be the prize. 1 Two men went- out fishing. At the end of the day’s sport the following conversation took place. “Say, Bill, you give me one of yours first, and I ’ll have as many as you.” “Oh no, Tom,” said the other. “You give me one of yours and I’ll have twice as many as you.” ,; How manv fish did each man have ? No Cogs we arc not in our new buildling yet. At tho present moment, / it V| looks as though it is an entrance ■ to a. quarry. For, of course, the whole building has to be reconstructed, and designed. ; Well children, I will bid you goodj; bye for this tteck. I hope you will j; enjoy reading the conclusions to last ij. week’s story by the Cogs. I did. Love to everybody, s' S THE HUB. SKILLTEST PRIZE. This week’s drawing of the Skilltest results are: — F.tlc Corry and Brenda Williams. And tho correct words that could be used were water’s, was, sweat, waste, raw, sea. scat, lest, ate, rate, set, West, tea. And there were so many entries that I could not publish all the names fif■ those who were also right. LITTLE CAT HAS SOME FUN. (Conclusion.) Pint Priae.

“That is so," said .Bog Wow, ■Matching his nose with his paw and looking very perplexed at the little red mitten. r “What would you suggest ■w® do, Little Oat I" “Well," said Little Cat, “when you fiiit sniffed that niitten, Dog Wow, \ yon thought it sniffed like Willy Jenk, and then you thought it sniffed like Milly Jenk, and then you thought it /sniffed like Tilly Jenk, so now I think it must really belong to Jilly Jenk their little sister who does not go to school, so perhaps that is why you don’t know her sniff, Dog Wow." \ “What a clever Little Cat you are, said Dog Wow, patting Little Cat on the back with his paw and then sniffing that mitten over again decided that it sniffed so much of Jenks’ that it really must belong to Jilly Jenks. So Little Cat and Dog Wow took the-little red mitten and carefully put it-on the Jenks’ doorstep, where they would be sure to find it when they got up. “I guess that is the right place," •aid Dog Wow, putting his hat straight and strutting homo by the side of Little Cat, : who was swinging his cane With an air of confidence. “Ohl those people, those people," said Little Cart. “They are so careless and they think we are sound asleep at home but instead wo are out enjoying the beautiful starry night and finding little Jilly Jonk’s lost mitten. What fun! What fun!" And when the big grandfather clock struck six, and Cook came into the .kitchen, Little Cat was curled up fast asleep in his basket behind the stove. JOSEPH L. OLIVER.

ENDING TO STORY. “Well, what do you think we should Jo with it then,” said Dog Wow. “We will hide the niitten in the gpass over here and tomorrow when the children are ■ going to school we will ask them if they have lost a mitten." .“That is a good idea," said Dog Wow. “Rut we had better go home now." t% So. Little Cat and Dog Wow started mi their way home. Soon Dog Wow reached his borne. “Good-night, Little Cat, and don’t forget to be here at eight o'clock tomorrow morning,” said Dog Wow. Little cat then started on his way borne again. ..Next morning Little Cat was at Dog Wow’s place at the correct time. .“.Here we are," said Dog Wow. So off they trotted. Presently some children passed by. Dog Wow sniffed at them all, but said “They arc not the same sniff as the mitten." A short-time after a little girl eame along, crying.

COMPANIONS OF GRATITUDE

“ AVhat’s tho matter, ’ ’ said Dog Wow “I have lost my mitten," sobbed the little girl. Dog Wow sniffed the mitten and then the girl. “Look," said Dog Wow, “here is your mitten. We found it yesterday.” The little girl was so delighted at receiving her mitten she took Dog Wow and Little Cat to her uncle’s shop close by and asked for two bones, which she gave them. And to-day these three aro the best of friends. RONA THOMSON. LITTLE CAT HAS SOME PUN. “You are very foolish, Little Cat," said Dog Wow. “I will take the mitten and give it back to the owner." “Where is the owner, though?" said Little Cat. “Oh, I’ll soon find the owner,” said Dog Wow. “Leave everything to me." “Give me the mitten," hissed Little Cat. “For answer Dog Wow picked up the mitten in his teeth and went to

If you would see how happily , This mixed old world may jog Join in the Wheel of Gratitude Become a “COG”

walk away. - Little Cat fuming with indignation took a hold on the mitten with his teeth and pulled. Dog Wow also pulled and suddenly the mittens came in half. “Mummy, I have lost my glove," said a little girl behind them. “Oh, there is a dog and a cat fighting over it.. Shoo! Shoo!" Little Cat and Dog Wow ran home. The next day Little Cat and Dog Wow made the quarrel up, and now they are such good friends. ERIC CORRY. LITTLE CAT HAS SOME FUN. So Dog AVow and Little Cat-looked at. one another in great perplexity. Then togother they walked down the street, with bowed heads, each trying to solve this great (problem. At last Little Cat had a happy thought, and pranced along in great delight. “It will be quite easy, Dog Wow, to return that mitten, nnd I wonder we never thought of it before. To-mor-row morning will be very frosty and cold and all the children going to school will wear their mittens. All we have

to do is to stand by the school gate, till we see a child with only one mitten, and then we will hand her the other one.” Dog Wow looked in wonder and admiration and said softly: “Little Cat, I did not think you were so clever and I am proud to be your friend.” So next morning Dog Wow and the Little Cat watched by the school gate, and at last they felt rewarded when they saiv a girl approaching, with only one red mitten. It was with great pride that Dog Wow stepped forward, and gallantly lifting his hat, said, “Allow me, little girl, to offer you another red mitten to keep your other little paw warm, on this cold winter morning. ’ ’ The child was overjoyed to have ner mitten* returned, and Dog Wow and Little Cat felt very happy as they hurried home, and both agreed that it was a splendid thing to begin the day with a kind action. COLIN SMITH.

ENDING TO STOKY. “Goodbye, Dog Wow,” said Little Cat. “Don’t forget to hide the mitten.” “No, I won’t forget. Goodbye,” said Dog Wow. What a cold day it was next day. When Dog Wow and Little Cat met they planned what they would do. “I knowl We will go to the school gate's and you sniff at the children as thev go by,” said Little Cat. “Yes. “That will be a good idea. Wc will go at once.” So off they trotted. “Bow! Wow!” barked Dog Wow. “I have found the owner. Look this is her. Her left hand is blue with the cold.” So happy was the little girl when the two friends gave her the mitten that she took the friends home and her mother gave them both a lovely juicy bone. PHYLLIS THOMSON.

THE ENDING OF THE CAT’S STORY. Just then a car came slowly along the street. “It was just about here that it dropped, I am sure, Dad,” a little girl was saying. “May I get out and walk a little way to look for it.” “Yes. Rosy,” said her father, “perhaps that is “the best plan.. Being red it will easily be seen if it is on the road still.” Dog Wow sniffed at the mitten again when he saw Rosy come running along and then scampered to meet her. “Yes,” he called to Little Cat, “It is the right child and the right sniff,” and he wagged his tail and ran back along the street while Rosy shouted, ‘' Oh, there is my red mitten. A doggv and kitty have found it, tho darlings.” The rays of a street lamp shone on the red mitten and on the warm furry coats of Dog Wow and Little Cat. '“I wish she would hot call me Kitty,” said Little Cat. “I know she means well, though, said Dog Wow, “I can tell by her sniff.” Rosy picked up and put on her red mitten. “Doesn’t she look nice with both her paws covered,” said Little Cat as Rosy picked her up in her arms and carried her to the car to show her father what a nice pussy she was. Dog Wow pattered along beside her, much afraid that his little friend would be taken away in the car, But Little Oat scrambled from Rosy’s arms, for she said, “I want to go homo and sleep again by the side of Grandfather Clock.’-’ CONNIE VAUTIER,

THE ENDING TO CAT STORY. Dog AVow put on a very thoughtful look. “We must really do something," ho said; and at that he gave an excited bark. “Now when I was out to-day, taking a stroll around, all ?he little grils from the big orphanage on the hill were out l’or a walk with their matron, and one little girl stopped and patted me on the head, and she was wearing little red mittens just the same as this." Little Gat became very excited at this. “Oh! do let us go and sen if it belongs to any of the wee mites." So they both trotted off next morning, Dog AA r ow carrying the mitten in his mouth. AVhnn they came to the orphanage they both pushed through a hole in the hedge, and went up to the playground where a group of little girls were playing quite happily together. Dog AA’ow gave a, sharp bark to draw their attention and one wee girlie ran out from the group. “Oh! just look at the darling doggie and pussie eat. I wonder who they belong to." At that she saw the mitten in Dog Wow’s mouth. Hugging Dog AA r ow to her she cried, “Oh! Matron; Matron; just come and look at this darling doggie. He has brought my lost mitten which I thought I would never find again.’’ All the children were highly delight-, ed and patted Dog AVow and cuddled Little Cat, as if they did not want to part with them. Then the orphanage cook came and brought Dog AVow a lovely juicy bone and Little Cat a nice piece of fish . After this they both trotted off happy and contented to know that, they had been c.f some use again to th? human people. JOY DE MANSER.

MORE ABOUT LITTLE CAT AND DOG WOW. But it was not to be very long before they h ; ;iri something which led to a discovery. By this time old Grandfather Clojk hn J struck five in his dignified way. All around the neighbourhood tho cooks were astir in the homes. Well,” said Little Cat. “we had better be returning. Dog Wow was of the same opinion, so picking up the mitten they set off by a short-cut on the return journey. Soon they were passing a walled garden and in spite of the early hour they heard voices on the other side. “Oh Nursie you must take me over the same path we took last night. Ido wish we will find that mitten because Mother darling gave them to me on my birthday and this one is so lonely without its mate,” Little Cat pricked up kis ears. . “Well dear let us hurry then,” said another voice, not so sorrowful as the first. Dog Wow was sniffing the air. Soon a gate farther along opened and our two friends' saw, coming towards them the two people whose voices they had heard a few moments before. Silch a lovely wee girlie, with a tear-stained face being led by a pretty young lady. They did not notice Dog Wow, who was now sure that the sniff of the mitten was the same as that of the lovely wee girlie. Picking up the mitten with his teeth he trotted up to the pair wagging his tail as hard' as he could wag it. Then he laid it down at their feet.

“Oh nursie!” cried the wee girlie, “here is my mitten. Isn’t this just the best little doggie. Little Cat was a little way off smiling with pleasure. Lovely wee girlie was ever so happy as she hugged the mitten to her breast along with its mate. Dog Wow and Little Cat felt happy too as they ambled aloDg arriving at their homes just in time for breakfast. JULIA.

Dear Hub, My little brother wants a badge. He cannot, of course do the skilltest?, but lie often writes and draws things which he says he is going to send to tho Hub, but I’m afraid you would not be able to *ead his writing, or rather, printing. I am sending in the skilltest which I hope is right. Most of the words were easy to find. How lucky you arc, Hub, to have been to so many places. I hope to sec several 'towns in New Zealand, but of course, I’ll never see half as many as you have. We had mushrooms for fcreaKfast yesterday and this morning. Well dear Hub, I must close now with fondest love to you and all the Cogs. Brenda.

My Dear Hub, / I am enclosing in this lotter the skilltest for this week. Wc have had quite a number of fine days after that wot weather haven’t me. What an interesting letter ‘‘Rex” wrote about Rotorua. I have been there for a holiday and I think it is a lovely place. Isn’t it lovely that the “Southern Cross” is found and that all the men are safe.

I think “Tulip’s" idea that the smnler Cogs have an easier competition is very good. Elsie and I are always very glad when Saturday comes to see who wins the skilltcst. Elsie gave me half her prize money last week. Well. Dear Hub, I must conclude now with love to you and all rhe Cogs. I remain. Your Loving Cog, Amy Horc.

Dear Hub, I thank you for your letter, which I received on Friday morning. I am anixous to hear the skilUests results in the morning’s paper. It will be a pleasure to compete in the next test. At home I have a white rabbit for a pet, and T spend many au hour brushing its wool and getting it green grass, etc. From your Loving Cog, Louisa Schultz.

Dear Hub, I was glad indeed to know that you enjoyed reading my “Essay Letter” and I hope one day to write another, about some other place. I think that is a good suggestion of “Tulip’s” about gn easier competition for tiic “Smaller Cogs.” Anyway they are proving to be really clever little people indeed. I am again entering for the skilltest puzzle, as they are rather lovely to work out. I will not compete in the “Story Ending” competition, but will be anxious to see the results and read the efforts. I must close now Hull, as tho bedtime talcs over the wireless arc just commencing. Your Loving Cog, (Eex).

Dear Hub, I am sending in the skilltest this week, also a letter from little Rae. I held her hand for her while she wrote. It is not very neat, although she did her best. Wo went out collect;Si'g mushrooms yesterday and we were going to send them to you, but wo did not collect enough. Wo are having awful weather this last two or three days. On Sunday it rained for nearly six hours without a stop. After all, Dear Hub, I am not going back tc Raetihi, so I will be able to remain a Cog. The road down to our house just now is very muddy. It looks very pretty now with all the ferns and trees growing on its sides. They look as if they were spreading out their arms leaching for the refreshing rain. We arc two miles from the main road but we have things to interest us. Just now there arc three men doing topdressing and we love to watch the lime floating around in the breeze. While Jack’s Aunty and Uncle were here, they took some photos of us children, and they turned out very well. I am sending you a photo of Baby Rae, Jack and myself. Aunty made me laugh just as Jack’s other Aunty clicked the camera, and as it was a very bright day the sun was shining in my eyes and I could not keep them open. One of our little pullets which is not five months old yet started to lay last week, and it’s egg is about as big as a golf ball. I am also entering my ending for the story. Welcome and best wishes for the new Cogs. From a Cog, Joy.

Dear Hub, Did you have a happy Easter? I hope so. Cur doggie Micky has been very sick. For two whole weeks he hardly ate anything and wo made sure ho would die, but I am so glad than he is almost quite well again. Daddy has been out deer stalking and he brought home a lot of venison and a few good skins. I do like reading of your travels. What a lot of places you have been to. I must thank Rex for the nice piece about Rotorua. Oh, I am so pleased that Kingsford Smith and his mates are -safe and well. Dear Hub, I do feci tired after writing so much about Little Cat. Lots of love and kisses for you and and all the Cogs. From Julia Wilson.

Dear Hub, Please may I become one of your Cogs. I would like to be one very much. I do not live right out in the country, but it takes half an hour to walk in to town. I am in Standard 2 at school and I like going to school. We have a black and white puppy, his name is Tip as he has a white tip on liis tail. Love to all the other Cogs and yourself. • From Kathleen. Auto Salesman: “It runs so smoothly vou can’t feel it, so quietly you can’t hear it, has such perfect ignition you can’t smell it—ahid for speed—you can’t see it.” Englishman: word! How do you know the bally thing is there?”