Competitions

Manawatu Times, Volume LV, Issue 7201, 26 April 1930, Page 18

Competitions

SKILLTEST RESULTS. The answers to last week’s competition are: Muscles; Nails, Trunk, Chest; Joints, Lashes, Ayes and Noes, Waist. • Successful competitors were: Elsie MacDonald, Eunice Itusscll, Arthur Stanley. ' - •

Awawaro. Dear Hub, •?. ' Happy Easter. It was a lovely day but to-night it is raining hard. We are enjoying the short holiday. Yesterday Hern, and I helped our Daddy with the potatoes, and now nearly all the riwais ore stored. Our corn is ready to eat. Do you dike corn ? We find it very, tiresome having to fetch vegetables from our garden at the other place. Sookie is a;'big cow, isn’t she? Very seldom I milk her as I do not milk her dry enough. How nice that the cot is nearly paid off. Margaret is growing bigger every day. Well goodbye for now, love to everybody. Your loving Cog, ■ •*’ Julia. I just love corn, Julia dear. I had quite a lot when I was staying with my sister in Australia. I used to puli' it from the stalk myself. Have you got Margaret’s pram yet, and arc the .roads nice for walking? Love to Hera. Fcilding. Dear Hub, I liavo not written for a long time,’ so I will write now. Wo are having our Easter holidays now, and we go back on Wednesday, then have a holiday for Lnzac day. lam not sending the Skilltest as I cannot got it out but I will send in some jokes, I am glad Madge is out of hospital. I was going to write to her to-day. 1 can think of no more •so I will close now. I remain your loving Cog, Sunflower. ’

Glad to hear from you again, Bar-* bara. You aro having’quite a lot of holidays, aren’t you? Mangawhata. Dear Hub, I am always reading the Cog page and thought it would be nice to become a Cog and join the Wonder Family. We have 13 fowls and I feed them in the morning on pollard and at dinner time mother gives them some greens, such as lettuce, cabbage or any other thing there happens to be in the garden. Then when I come homo from school I feed them on wheat, oats and crushed maize. Mother has two tins of preserved eggs from last year’s laying. My sister has told you about the pony “Tim” and we have two miles to ride.. She drives in the morning and I at night. Well, dear Hub, I have told enough this time. I am sending three penny stamps for a badge to wear {on my coat arid two for the cot. From your new Cog, Marjory.

Thank you, Marjory, and wolejome to cur happy band. Wo aro such a big family now . I am ever so interested to hoar all about your pets and your school life. Halcombc. Dear Hub, • I am going to send in this week’s Skilltcst and hope to have somo luck with it. There are three Cogs going to school out of thirty children. We arc pumping water for our cows this morning, as there is no wind to send the jrindmill round. My brother and sister arc going to join our happy band. You omitted to put what a part of a horse was in last "week’s paper. I remain your loving Cog, ■ Frccsia. I am pleased to hear that your little brother .and Sister aro going to become Cogs. Surely jyou have had some, windy days, Frccsia, if not I think Halcombc must be a very nice place in* which to live. My word ‘it is cold these mornings! .

Halcombo. Dear Hub, May I join the Wheel of Gratitude, and become a Cog. I am in Standard I. and am six years of age. I am going to enclose threepence for a badge. May I have Verbena for a pen name, if no one else has got it? .1 remain your lovinsc °s,. ■ . , r * Francis Mason. . Yes, Verbena,, wo extend a hearty welcome to you as a now Cog and a reader of our weekly page. Six years of ago and in Standard I—seems to me to bo excellent. How far have you to go to school? . . Euawhata. Dear Hub, Just a few rough lines as I am sending in (id. in stamps for the cot and I hope I will not be too late. I am not sending in this week’s Skilltest us 1 cannot do them all. What was “part of a horse.’’ in last week’s Skilltest, Hub? I hope you will excuse my untidy lottcr as it is time for bed. I will write you a better and longer letter next week, so I must close. From Doris. Thank you for the cot donation. The cot has been ordered and will be in Palmerston North shortly. Wc haven’t decided what wo are going to have on the plate, yet, but will think of something very suitable. I explained the mistake in the Skilltcet in another part of the page. Cheltenham. Dear Hub, I am sending along some stamps for the cot fund and hope I am' not too late. I wrote a letter to both Edith and Madgo and received one back from Edith, so then I wrote, another to Edith Could I have “Little Miss Mullet’’ for a pen name please, dear Hub, as 1 always get called by that name? 1 am glad Madge is out of the hospital again. Edith is out now, I understand. 1 will try and go to see the first child in tho cot, but I won’t be able to go on a Saturday as I have music. How are you getting on, Hub? Florence Lorrigan is staying with her Aunt in Waipukurau. , I must close now with lets of love from Little Miss Mullet.

Thank you for the donation for the cot fund. What is over will go towards buying a toy to put in tho cot. I like your pen name very much. lam glad you have started a correspondence with Edith. She has made many little Cog friends, I think. Peep o’ Day. Deajr Hub, Easter will soon be here again, won’t it?, I hope it will bo fine as it is so much nicer. It has been a lovely day hero to-day but it is very wintry in the evenings, isn’t it? I hope Edith and Madge will both soon bo better. Our cot fund is mounting up, isn’t it? What a lovely lot of letters we had in the Cog Page on Saturday. I am trying to solve the Skilltest but haven’t succeeded yet. Winter will soon be here, won’t it, Hub? Do you like the cold- mornings? I don’t. What a lot cf Cogs there must be now; hardly a we'-ek passes that there isn’t some new ones. Well, dear Hub, I must close. Will you please excuse the short note this week as I must go and set the table. With love. I remain your loving Cog, Amy. ■

I have had such a lot of Cogs to see me lately. I'showed several of them the snaps of other Cogs that I have now.. I must get an album for them, they arc ever so nice. Julia,sent me one ot her precious baby sister. Dunuythorpc. Dear Hub, I hardly know what you would have thought of me when I did not send the small donation that I mentioned in my last letter, but never min'd, I must remember to send it this time. If I am too late for the cot I suppose it will go toward something else, won’t it, Hub? I don’t"think I will be able to do the fortnightlv stories either, as I do not think l will be able to keep _it up: all tie time. It is lovely to think that little Edith is soon coming out of hospital. I think she is very unfortunate; also Madge McKay, don’t you think, dear Hub? I wonder would you mind tolling me one of tho answers to last week’s Skilltest? It was “Part of a horse?” I did not send mine in as I could not get that one, but I had every other, one right. It was not in the paper so I thought probably you had forgotten. Please, dear Hub, will you excuse me if I do not send this week’s Skilltest in, but if I complete it perhaps I will send it in. Well, Hub, I must say goodbye. Best love to yourself and all the Cogs, from Bellbird.

Thank you Bellbird for the small donation for cot fund. Tho “part of a horse” was wrong, so I crossed the question right out. It should have read, “part of a house.” I am. sorry vou will not be able to compete in the fortnightly stories. What cold, windy weather we are having.

Dannevirkc,

Dear Hub, Just a few lines to 'let you know that I haven’t forgotten you. Last Tuesday some friends took mo through to Palmerston and I was going to 'come and visit you, but as it was raining and I did not know where your office was my friehds said to leave it and come through and see you when it was fine. Haven’t the shops got a lovely display of Easter eggs, Hub? I could spend hours looking at. them. Would you mind sending mo another badge, Hub, please, as I havo lost mine? I enclose th'rco stamps for it and also sixpence for the cot. May I have “Opal” for a pen name, please. Well, dear Hub, I must close now. Love from your Cog, „ 0p „.„

Thank you for the cot fund donation. Did you get a nieo Easter egg? They are beautiful this year. I have sent your badge along. Pin it in as I have pinned it to the paper. You only need a small piece of your coat or frock, and there is less chance of losing it. Pahiatua. Dear Hub, I am sorry I have not written for such a long time. I-hope you and all the Cogs are well. How do yu like the idea of winter coming? I don’t like it at all, especially when it is time to get up of a morning. AYc break up on Thursday for the Easter holidays. Auntie and .Uncle are coming up from Wellington for Easter. I think that is all I have got to, say. Love from Doreen.

I really don’t like the idea of winter coming at all. We cannot have too much of those glorious long sunny days I do wish people would harness up all the water that goes to waste in New Zealand, then there wouldn’t ever be a shortage when wo have a few fine days. /■' -’

Motuiti. Dear Hub, I have been wanting to be a Cog for a long timo but always put off writing to you until it was, too late. I was in the" hospital for seven weeks and in the next bed to mo was a Cog from Apiti. She went home tho day. before me and as wo havo promised to bo peri friends I would like to be a Cog too. I often tried to work out tho Skilltcst3 but never sent them in. My word it was nice to got homo again. My turkeys were only tiny when I, went away, and I was surprised to see six big turkeys fully feathered hen I came home. 1 forgot to say that tho name of my pen friend was Madgo McKay. Will close now with more news next time. Yours truly, Elsie Allerby.

How splendid, Elsie. I am so glad yea made a little Cog pen-friend, and now you have joined the happy band yourself. I was ifcp at the hospital a few days ago and am going up again when the Cog cot is installed. Peep o’ Day. Dear Hub, I hope you arc well. Wc had a terrible storm here last Thursday. It was raining, bailing and lightning. Our pheasants are just about full grown now. Wc have one nice cock pheasant which has changed its colour. The little bantams like being in their coop best, for they do not get enough to oat with tho fowls. I am gathering some more' comic cuts for the children in the hospital. I must closo now with love to you and all the Cogs. I. remain vour loving Cog, “Moonbeam.

Matron is getting a toy to put in ..tho cot when it comes, so that sounds nicer than ever, doesn’t it? Shannon. Dear Hub, It is two weeks since I wrote to you. 1 never havo much time, it gets dark so quickly now. I am sending some stamps for the cot. I hopo you got enough money to get it paid for this week. It will be lovely to give it to the Matron for Easter. Yes, Hub, I can guess your big paper man’s name. We have a lot of tall men in Shannon, but they are not so wise as your friend. lam sending you a snap myself that was taken at school. Mother is going to take a snap of so™ o °* our place and our pets, then I will send \ou some. Wc have a little puppy and we call him Spot. He is very playful and likes to get in tho car. Wc will soon be getting our Easter holidays at school. 1 am going to help to pick up potatoes.- It’s time they wero out as the frosts arc coming now. If it is fine on Easter Monday we are going to tbc beach. Well, Hub, our exam is very soon and now I am working hard at my lessons. Well, Hub, this is all the news I have to tell you, so goodbye with heaps of love. Doris.

Thank you for your nice long letter, Doris. It was just wonderful having lino weather for Easter. The town was full of people. I havo never seen so ieany motor cars, all dashing a.bout and showing everybody what clever drivers their owners were.

Tokorarngi,

Dear Hub, I received the prize-money alright, thank you very much. Next week I will scud you some more stamps, as I am short at present. I am anxious to see the cot paid for. I hope there never will be a child ill enough to have to use the cot, but when there is I hope it will be very comfortabe and happy in it. Love to Cogs and yoursef from Maysic.

The order for tho cot has been' sent, and another red otter day for the Cogs has arrived. AA/liat a splendid achievement. lam sure you all feel proud to think you have helped to buy it. Palmerston North. Dear Hub, lam sorry I have not written'to you before. I enjoyed doing the Skilltcst, it is very simple, but the question “part of a horse” is very vague. Competitions and Skilltests arc more interesting than stories, I think. I hope children in the hospital are making good progress and will soon bo home again. Enclosed is an Easter offering for the cot. Kind regards to Cogs and yourself, * Bryce. Thank you Bryce, and I am glad to have your opinion of stories versus competitions. But a changq is sometimes wclcomo to everybody concerned. Thank you for the donation. MY PONY. (By Colin Smith. 30 marks.)

Would that I could picture to you my pony, but words could not describe Tipparary, as he stands beforo me in all his grace and beauty. I have not had him very long, but there has grown such a lovfi and understanding between us that he is my first thought on waking, and I leap from my bed eager to rush out and caress my pet; and when ho soes me coming towards him, ho throws up his head expectantly, as if he also has looked forward to tho mo-rning’s greeting; and ■when I whisper words of endearment, he pushes and rubs against me in an endeavour to tell me how grateful and happy ho feeds. Every afternoon after school, I run home and hasten to saddle my pony, and off wo ago for a gallop; no need for stick or spur, ho is always willing, and I am pleased that it is so, for I could not bear to think of my pet being ill-usOd in any way. As we- race along the road, how happy and free we feel, and a feeling of gladness comes over me whew I think iiow fortunate I am to have such joy. AVhcn at last wo reach home, and I jump from the saddle, pony rubs, his nose against my shoulder, endeavouring to show me how pleased he is, for I am certain my pet enjoys that gallop in the evenings equally as much as I. His intelligence is marvellous, and I never tire of teaching him, for it i*. wonodrful to see how soon he understands me, and grasps my meaning when I teach him something new. And so I got no end of amusement, even when I am not riding him. In nxy opinion a boy could not have a bettor comrade than his ponj-. For my own part I want no .other, companion while I havo my. wonderful. Tipparary.

Tommy (at tea party); Pass tho cake, auntio. Auntie: If you what, Tommy? Tommy: If you. can reach it, A few minutes later she inquired, “Will you have another piece of cake, Tommy? ” “No,” said Tommy. “No, what?” said auntie in a re-, proachful voice*- ■ 'No cake!”

THE MISSING FUNDS. (By Rox.) Highly 'Commended —45 marks. “That makes twelve whole shillings now ” said Thomas Ecidc, as he put a threepenny pioco into tho old canvas bag in which ho kept the money that he was. saving up for a new football. He had no sooner put the bag into a disused tea caddy on the sideboard, when his mother called him. “Take this list of groceries down to the stores, Tom. Take little Mary with you, and bo sure to hurry back. Now, to tell the truth, Tom would have liked 'to leave Mary behind, but he said nothing. At the cross-roads h started, to run, and Mary oMy being five years of age was not able to keep up with him. Mary was just about to cry, when around the corner came Ken the small lad who sold firewood foi a living, with': his trolley and Knap, his do°\ Of course Mary told Ken v m had happened, and he gave hor a ride 10 enjoying themselves, who Should they come upon bufi Tom and a few of his pals. trolley Mary ho pulled her out ot the trolley and turning to the astonished >oun fa Kenneth said in a-furious voice: “What do you mean by putting my sister in your dirty cart, you young Vl “You shouldn’t leave her alone,” answered Ken, and. started off home. Tom, however picked, up a large stone and threw it. Luckily Ken ducked in time but the stone caught Snap on tike hind’leg. Thomas reached the gate, but Sa remembering that ho tad not beg to tho stores left young Mary y cate The shop was crowded and. o waiting on the step, Tom saw a bright LTd%?ho f °poekcTcd m th|S. Button was not to be seen, and'thinking that she must kitchen ho noticed that although the SLrVe 0 toned -d looked in but it was empty. “I’m sure that I-put tic Lag, oacn tho last timo I had it out, gasp amazed boy and commenced to look around the room. Thcn lie that his precious bag had be \nd Tom thought ot tne i p sweets that ho had gone M he might put the money away for. this football. fice of Ken Just then he » 1 hi £ that at the window and it -true mon . Ken must have stolen the ba t dcrod down to tho n'-ersrd ' J,, Jog ing to hear any more, Ken ana run away towards the uver. It was not long after, however that Ken on calling out soon brought To end his mother to the seen., _ discovered to M.ry w» rsefreater to wl.cn key fc»« P r 11 S J,ri Sitting oil the floor surround- ™ wd.f litoks. threepences, penn.es •w&fS. money tad It been pi eked up aud once again .put into mi I- turned to Kenny wj JgJ take it, Ken, and I m soiry . soul Ken, “tat W » a came with the ball when you get it. And the two boys shook hands. • i that day they havo been good fnuu.. and when they play with the new ball Snap and Mary often join m the good fun.

AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY OP A BREAD-KNII'E I am a silver-handled bread-knife, and spend most of my time on t e bread-board or in the knife-box in the home of old Miss Daniels, a prun old maid. I am pleased to say I have not always lived here and I can hazily remember being manufactured in the smoky town of Sheffield, in England. I was neatly packed in a white box with bright pink edges and sent away with a number of other knives oi different Shapes and sizes, across the sea. As we steamed out of Southampton 1 felt very gay and light-hearted at the thought of adventure. Alas! my hopes were soon shattered, for soon after the ship left the shores of old England I began to feel very sca-sick. I can tell you I began to feel very worn out at tho end of one week, but when I learn-, ed that I was to go to New Zealand and would’have to endure live more weeks of this torture I felt the mono ony would be unbearable. As the days went on I grew more accustomed to the rocking of the ship •but nevertheless I was _ very pleased when we arrived at Wellington. I was soon despatched to a. small hardware shop a short distance out of town, where the shopman, a tall, thin, wiry young man opened my box, undid my tissue paper wrappings, and put me in tbo window to be displayed to all tnc passers-by. , . , After a few days a pleasant-faced woman, whom I heard the shopman address as Mrs. Laurence, came into the shop, and after paying the necessary cash, took me, much puzzled, under her. arm and departed for her home. Upon arriving there she showed me to her husband and said: “Don't you think that will make an ideal C Imstmas present- for my Aunt Elizabeth? The very next day I was sent oil to this spick and span house, where I am not over happy. This all happened eight years ago, and I am now old and weary of lifo so I will bid you goodbye. . ~ (Annie Kearney.)

Rangiotu. Dear Hub, I am sending in the Skilltcst tins week with my letter. My word they were teasers this time. By the trine this letter reaches you it will be nearly Easter, won't it? Are you going away, lam not. I hope I will be able to have tin East or egg. They arc lovely, aren t they, especially the chocolate ones with fluffy yellow chickens on top of them! Then there are the icing ones with a little toy inside of them, but you do not see ma.ny of them. Wo went to such a funny ■ concert on Wednesday night. Lots of love from ° Phyllis. I did not go away for Eiaster. Yes, I thought the Easter eggs particularly original this year. They look so quaint with the darling little chickens on them <xt si'l" a eras