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Manawatu Times, Volume 60, Issue 133, 8 June 1935, Page 16

“HEBE I AM ONCE MOBE!”

Kahutarawa Valley. Dear Hub, —Hero I am onco more, with, my pen and paper! To-day Blackhanded Peto came over in tho morning on his pony, and rode pp the valley with Bag and me. We had a lovely time, as we took our lunch, and rode away up the beautiful track which I believe we told you about when we saw you at your office once. Black-handed Pete brought homo somo fern-roots for his mother, and course we did a lot of scrambling over giddy heights and boulders and so forth. Sandy our dog came with us, and I a msure he enjoyed the run—about 12 miles altogether — as much as wo did. AVhen we wore coming home we stopped on tho track and had afternoon tea. Dalcie (the pony Bag and I rode) helped to eat quite a lot of cake, and Sandy was noticeably friendly when she saw us unwrap the cakes, but Black-liandcd Pete's pony scorned things like that. Uncle John is crutching his sheep now, and though -we have hunted all through tho mob by' the wool-slicd, we can’t find “Miss Interference,” Haney’s pet owe. I suppose sho hid in a gulley when the other sheep were mustered. BODIN' HOOD,—Why don’t you write, and why doesn’t your sister join? We have often looked for a letter from her but sho hasn’t written yet. Our holly tree is in berry now, and has great scarlet clusters all over it. 1 haven’t seen it with so many berries before. We havo a few in vases, and they make such a pretty sight with their glossy green leaves and splashes of red showing through. Bag (I don't mean my sister, but the pup) is such a big thing now. He is very greedy too, and is certainly not loved by the cats. I don’t know why, but ho wants to grab everything eatable tliero is—■ like most pups I suppose. Lots of love from your Cog, Mountain Lily. Your letters are always making me want to visit your valley, Mountain Lily, and to mako acquaintance with your pets. How was “Miss Interference” named? It seems as if tho reason might be a story. Ho wonder Bag is growing big!

Bunnytkorpe. Dear Hub, —Just a few lines to our page once again. Last Friday night we we had our Sunday school tea. I won a prize for. balancing paper on my head and I also received a prize for coming second in my class. Our baby has one tooth and he likes biting anything he can lay' his hands on. I forgot to tell you, Hub, that they gave mo a box of glitter-wax for the prizo of balancing the paper. We did not go anywhere for the King’s birthday as Mother has the ’flu. This is all this time so "Cheerio!” to all Cogs and yourself, Hub. Marvellous Windmill. ) Competition congratulations, Marvellous Windmill! You should have lots of fun with the glitter-wax. Baby must be so pround of his tooth that he must bo so to make an “impression” with jt. A machine would be handy. I hope Mother is better.

Kimbolton. Dear Hub, —I have not written to you for a long time, but I hope you will not mind. On the King’s Silver Jubilee, and in the evening we went to a picturo “Little Women.” Before that we had Mickey Mouse, which I enjoyed. It was such a funny picture, but Liltlo Women was very sad. Our school teacher is leaving us now. It is a glorious day; tho sun is shining beautifully. Well, Hub, I have no more news so I mtfst close. Mistress Shirley Welcome back, Mistress Shirley! Or. a sunny day we can’t help feeling sunny too, don’t you think?

ANNE’S VISIT TO FAIRYLAND (Original, by Yum Yum; aga S years). Once upon a time there was a tiny little girl who was only two years old. Her name was Anne. One nig'ht when Anne had just gone to bed, she heard a voice speaking to her. She looked all round her but could not see anything. The voice said, “Como with me to Fairyland, where you can join the little band. Come, come, como away. Fairies with you will play.” Ann lit the candle and on the clock stood the sweetest little fairy you ever saw. “Are you coming with me? asked the fairy. “I should love to go,” said Anne. “Well, shut your eyes and lie back on your pillow,” said Tinkerbeil (which was the fairy’s name). So Anne did as she was told and in a minute she found herself in front of a beautiful Queen, with a little rabbit for a page. She looked all about her. There were trees with lanterns hanging on the branches. “We briug this little girl to you,” said the fairy. ‘‘What do you think about her?” “Well,” said the Queen, “she may be leader of the band.” They invited Anne to the Queen’s banquet. When they had all finished the feast, tko Queen told all the fairy folk they should have to invito the sunbeam fairies to the next banquet. Mrs Bee made Anne a little house out of honeycomb, and the spiders set to work and made cobweb curtains. It was cosy inside. Anne had little glowworm lights and liked watching them at nights. When Anne was leading the littlo baud, it began to rain. Tho fairies put little capes over their shoulders keep them from getting wet. After a while, it stopped raining, and somo fairies flew' up with a paint-brush in their hands. They dipped tho paintbrushes in the flowers and they painted, a rainbow. It was all colours and Anne thought it was pretty. They saw the Queen, and she seemed very upset about something. She called all' the fairy folk together and said, "I am upset because you did not invite tho witch to my banquet.” But tho fairies all laughed and said, “Queen, don't bother about that,” and they all flew' away. “Wo will tell her about the next banquet, to which w'e are inviting the sunbeam fairies,” they called over their shoulders. Anno felt someone shaking her. She looked up and found she had been dreaming. Mother was shaking her and telling her to get up. (I should liko more fairy stories from my smaller Cogs. —The Hub).

Mystrycity, Dear Hub,— I have not written for a long time, so I have decided to write this week. My brother and Igo to our school-room and play ping-pong nearly every Friday night. I love playing ping-pong, Hub. We have fourteen little pigs which are only five days old. Some arc black and ginger and some arc all black. I spent my holidays in Linton, Hub, and I had a lovely time. I was supposed to come home on the bus on Saturday night, but I missed it, so 1 came home on the train on Sunday morning. 1 have a lovely new jumper which my sister made for me. It is green with a fawn thread through it. I have a pen-friend in America now, Hub. I lovo writing to her; it will be interesting. I passed in my examination, Hub, and camo top of the my class. It is my second year in the class so I should, should I not? I think Bonnie Dell rhymes very well, don’t you? Where is our watch dog these davs? Come on, Fido, we have not heard your bark for a long time. With love and best wishes to all. The Lost Sheep. P.S.—I will send something soon for our hungry Treasure Chest. Ping-pong is great fun, I know. Are you going to name all those pigs? What a task that would be! Congratulations on doing well in your examination. I was very pleased over jour postscript.

Feiidiug. Dear Hub,—l am very interested m reading your page and I would very much like to join your happy band. My I have Spring Flower for my penname? I am sending in. some riddles and I hope you will enjoy them. I am in Std. 4 and 12 years of age. With much love to you and ail Cogs from Colleu McElroy. A big welcome to you Collcn, and I hope you won’t flower in our Pago only in spring. If you send three penny stamps I will post you a badge. Mr Printerman ran away with the biggest kiss. Kopauc. Dear Hub, —I’ve been thinking of writing for a long time but I kept on putting it off. On June 1$ my mother, playmate and I might ride to Karere. 1 went to Mastcrton for my holidays. I saw a good amount of tho floods there. There was a little flood hero but we were lucky, don’t you think? Oil Friday week we are going to have our Sunday school tea. I hope to enjoy it. I know the Highland Fling right through now. Wo arc milking 10 cows now. School seems horrible. I think I will close now with love from ' Heather Adair. Did you go to Karere? I can imagine how far down tho corners of your mouth must have been when you wrote, “School seems horrible.” If w 0 s ust “ our best, and smile a smile that dotsn wear out, we’ll find wo arc cn l°- 1 & it!