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OUR GROSS-WORD PUZZLES Here's the solution of Inst. week's Gross-Word Puzzle, mv Tinkitcs! Yours DOWN 1 V vegetable (Artichoke) :i Myself _ (Me) 3. Three-quarters of Jack' 1 (Ack) 4. Not. well (111) 5. Behold ! (Lo) 6 Decorations (Ornaments) 10 Two vowels (BA) 11 Not. out , (In) I. Bov's name. (Ted) 17 Namely (approviated) (I e ) 19. Middle of rein (ci) 21 Found in fruit. (Pip) 22 Salt water (Pea) 94. Middle of cheese” toe) 26. Article (An) AGBOGS 1. Armoured animal (Armadillo) 7. London postal district (E C.) 8. Curtail 'lot” (Go) 9. A high note (Tel 11. Same as 11 down (In) 12. Boy's name. (lan) 14. Girl’s name (Ena)

15. Place of rest (Bed) 16. Pronoun (His) 18. Look (See) : 20. Half poet (Oe) 23. Preposition (In) 24. Same as 19 down (Ei) 25. "Each'’ abbreviated) (Ea)

27. Animals (Elephants) And now Jet us see what we have this week. It. is a- puzzle which I believe my tiny Tinkitcs will be able to manage alone. But don't despise it, you older ones; it's quite clever enough to interest vou as well. Here are the clues:

DOWN 1. Made from coal. 2. Preposition. 3. Metal. 4. Tree. 6. Story. 9. Something for tea. 10. Nearly "due.” 11. Atmosphere. 12. A railway (abbreviated) 14. Half '‘paid.” ACROSS 1. Article, of furniture. 5. Pronoun. 7. Preposition. 8. High Priest. 9. Wedge. 10. Father. 11. Beverage. 13. Liquor. 14. To fasten. 15. Town in Wales.

Doesn’t old Mother Moon look iir>. pressed with this clever puzzle; and doesn't, the little bird look scared? But I’m sure you won’t be scared of it. although you may be very much impressed. Save your solutions carefully until next week. Love from T’ink. AT NIGHT TIME IN MY NURSERY TOYS

At night time in my nursery When no one is about, Those little Day-Time Friends of mine, Como creeping softly out. Big Jummy blunders off his stand To seek a few hours’ rest, lie starts to play at "Patience,” Mis The game he likes the best. Miss Dolly opens wide, her eyes, And to (ho gramophone She trots, but, finds it, far too hard For her to wind alone. Sir Teddy Bear come gallantly And puts a. record on. Then offers her Ihe Rocking Chair To scat, herself upon. The Box of Bricks slides off its Ld And all the Brieko inside Come tripping forth like Tiny Elves To ask if, they can ride — On Baby Brother's Hobby Horse? They clamber on his back, lie gallops off. but far too fast And then. Alack ! Alack ! They lose their hold, and off they fall Oil ! what a fuss they make, Till Dolls-House-Cook to comfort them Gives each. a. slice of cake. They have a simply lovely time, For Dolls-House-Cook is kind, When all the toys come crowding round She does not seem to mind — But hurries to her oven, and Brings forth a batch of buns. Oh 1 how her tiny legs must ache As to and fro she runs. ’Die China Tea Pot bops about And gives a drink to all, But naughty Master Milk Jug has A fight with Rubber Ball. And everywhere are drops of milk Till Sugar sweetly says—- " Well, if you can’t behave yourself We ll pack you off to bed.' The Top comes rolling down the floor ; He says, '‘l shall not spin, To-night, my Dears, Because 1 fear Fin growing far too thin. They play with mo the wliulo day long Iney seem to like mo best. He snuggled in tbo Dollies’ Cot To snatch a little rest. A bird’s voico in the garden trills The first sweet notes of Morn And Silenco o’or the Nursery falls— The Silence of the Dawn. Jane pushes open wide the door, And all is quiet within. There’s just the, waintest clatter as The last brick squeezes in.

AT N.K'JMT TIM 10 IN MV NUIiSKKV ■'llurrit’s io lut oven <ukl brings out :i bate;i of buns. ’

Arabella, was very fond of sugar, and she always took n, lump out; of the sugar basin when she got an opportunity. One day site took four lumps, and, as her mother had forbidden her to do this, she was sent to bed before supper. Arabella- cried a. little, because she was hungry in spite of the four pieces ei suga-r. and r-lm hid her head m (he pillow "Ea* mo.” said the pillow. Jin sugar Arabella, didn't believe if. but she took a bite, to see if it were true, and it was' If was the most delicious sugar oho had over tasted, and tbo a'e. a great holo right through the middle of the, pillow, and started on tlm mattress Then there was a terrible crash! The I sugar had fallen on top of her. and Arabella, could not get back to bed She. was lying under a huge mountain of sugar, and she could hardly move. There was sugar in her eves, sugar in her mouth, sugar in her hair ; but, she just managed In move her baud and tap against the mountain. "Let me cut,” she cried feebly. ' I'm shut in. Friends to the rescue.” bhe could not imagine what sort of friends would come to her aid, but presently she heard voice winch sounded a great way off. and she listened .intently.

"There lias been an <|vnlanclie in the Sugar Mountains. said a voice. "We will rescue you. Meanwhile, eat sugar.” It was weeks before. Arabella was free, and she was so tired of sugar that site could not bear the taste of it. Her rescuers were queer little, sugar men. who told her she must live on sugar for the rest of her life. "If 1 could only go home.” sobbed Arabella. And then sin- awoke. "Perhaps it was a. dream.” she thought. '"But I shall never take sugar ago in. Aml she dido t !

SOME RIDDLES FROM A T! X KITE

Why is there no such tiling as a whole day?— Beeause every day begins by breaking' Good; isn l it?

What goes up and down Petiylan Hill without moving?—l he road, of course!

Which has the harder life—coffee or tea? —Tea —for while coffee can stand, tea, is compelled to draw. Which bird can lift, Hie heaviest weight?—The crane !

THE STORY OF THE FLOWERS WJicn you see tbo beautiful flowers in lields and gardens, children, 1 daresay you think they have always lived in our wonderful old world. But this is not the ease. At one. time there were iio (lowers. There were ferns, plants, and trees bearing seeds; but these were not flowers. These plants depended on the wind to seajter their seeds, and distribute the quantity of pollen they made. The wind blew the pollen from one plant to another; this fertilised the plants, and made the. seeds grow. Then the insects made their appearance. No doubt', they were very queer creatures, unlike those wo see to-day They soon found out (hat the part, of the plant, where tbo seeds grew van sweet to the. taste, and. as they flew or crawled from one plant to another, they carried the pollen with them, sticking to their legs and bodies. This brought- about a great, change in the plants If, was not necessary to grow so many seeds, nor to make so much, pollen ; the wind had been a rough and wasterful gardener, but the insects carried the pollen carefully, and distributed it widely. But as there were, fewer seeds, and less pollen, if was necessary for certain plants to attract tlio insects i.f they wanted pollen from a special plant, so they began to grow showy leaves of bright and beautiful colours. By degrees these became petals, and the seed bearing part- of the plant became a flower.

All these interesting things have been found out by searching in the rocks where the fossils of the old plants are found.

TRY SAYING THESE SENTENCES QUICKLY ! I chased a pup up Upper Uppington Street. Cedric’s thrifty sister slickly sifts thin thistles through' seven thick thistlesifters. A cup of coffee out of a. proper copper coffee pot is a capital cure for a, coughing potter’s cough. Sue threw three fresh fish. They were sent to mo by a Wendy boy—or girl—but. as be, or she, forgot to t.cll me the name, I can’t, say “thank you.”

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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LVI, 15 July 1925, Page 8

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Untitled Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LVI, 15 July 1925, Page 8

Untitled Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LVI, 15 July 1925, Page 8