A LETTER FROM TIDDLEYWINKS.

Manawatu Times, Volume LIX, Issue 7486, 9 June 1934, Page 10

A LETTER FROM TIDDLEYWINKS.

Dere Hub and Cogs,—A litlc lctcr to tell you that Fido is homo aganc. Ikhas had a long holiday and he is so bissy going round to rub noses with all his cobers that he canot rite to you this week. lie wos teribul plccsed when I told him how he had been mised and he even shed a terc. A grate big one that rolled down the side of his nose .and into his tung that he held out for it. He is looking very thin and I sed to him “Didn't they feed you rite?" He looker serprised kinda, and sed, "0 yes, fairly rite." “Whot did you kav for dinner" I asked bccos I like hcring about dinners. “There wos a chop most days," sed Fido, “and then I had a sosaje, and then a plate of gravy, and sum mashed potatac-ose, and a iitle pudng made spcshcl for me, and a sorscr of milk. Then on Sunday I got fed better. There was chicken too, and for sosajes insted of jist inc." “How coot] you be so skinny then!" I sed. “1 dunno," ho sed. “I ges I run my fat off. And there wos a few fites. And wuncc I wos sick becos of eating a hedge hog with the prickles on bccos 1 wos too hungry to watc for to take them off. I ges if I’d been fed beter I woodn't bo skinny tho’.” And lie asked about all the Cogs. “How’s Mountain Lily growing I wundcr. And Santy, is ho stil alive? And is Silver Star stil shining did you notis? And Pretending and your Powder Patch girl." (He merit you, Powder and Patches.) Huhorrid crceture is very rood. If he hadn’t just cum home I d fitc him foi that.) “And old King Bastis. How’s he, a? You no old Fastis, tho one the dogs chased. Did they catch him?" “No," I sed, “he got away. And ho sod ho saw you wuncc. But it wosn’t you bccos lie sod you were black." “No, sed Fido, “it wosn’t me if I wos black." So tliats a good wun on you. King Fastis, and you shoodn't befeeve all you here my mother sed so. Keep your nose, under euver cos Fido’s loud of venison. There ain’t no fleso on him, even if he ain’t black, and he coed kill you in a wink if lie liked, so jist. take” niv advice and ]y low for Dog Fido gets on your tracks. And he’s going to rite to you soon, Hub. And goodby. From your laving, TIDDLEYWiNKS. We arc ali ever so pleased to hear from you, Tiddlcywinks, and shall look forward to Fido’s letter. Poor King Basins! That threat might make him keep under cover for a while, but wc liopc it won’t scare him out of writing to us again! Palmerston North. Dear Hub, —We .are back at school and have nice cosy fire burning every morning. I came 1-th in the class. I am still knitting peggy squares for you and have nine now. -Sot very long ago I bought a boat and it goes fairly fast. Last Saturday night Moonlight and I was watching it go round in the preserving pan. As it is tcatime I inns’, close. 1 remain, your loving Cog, Babbit. Nine peggy squares is splendid. Babbit, and you say you arc still knitting them? What fun you must have with that boat especially sailing it in the preserving pan.

Mangawliala. Dear Hub,- — I have solved the Skilltest and hope it will be correct as I have missed sending it in twice now. We won the game on Friday when wo played Sanson, the scores being three to nil. Next Friday wo play Carnarvvon and hope to win. I am getting on nicelv with the slippers. Hurry to write to mo Flam. 1 have been waiting so Jong for a letter from you. Mum and Dad have gone to Sanson and will later go on to Palmerston. My brother Juts gone out villi a friend, and as my sister is still away there is only my grandma and me home. .1 am listening to a community sing form Palmerston North and am enjoying it very much. I June been in bed with a bad cold but L am nearly better. One finds it difhcult to find news wlmn one writes every week, so i will close hoping all the Fogs and you arc well Lots of lovo from, Jvi: ing Son. Yes, I can sviujnithisc with ’.on in finding news eae.i week, but. unco armin' I enjoy your neatly-printed letter. Shannon. Dear Hub,—l have just come homo from a nice holiday. 1 hope all is well up there. I must close now. Cheerio. I remain, your loving Cog, Pussy Willow. I was pleased to find the tiny noto enclosed, and thank you for the kisses.