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FOR THE TINIES.

PETER TAKES A MESSAGE.

Mr. Jones turned over the things in the packing-case. "Surely* I included some pencils in that last order of mine," bo said.

Mr. Jones had a farm in tho backblocks, and it took a whole day for a motor-car to get from the nearest town to their homestead.

However, tho packot of pencils was found, and Mr. Jones' little boy Peter was determined that, whatever elso he forgot to carry in his pocket, ho would always remember to havo a pencil there.

Oue day Peter's father had to go to the nearest farm—some fifty miles away. He took Peter with him in a big motor-car, the back of which was made like a cupboard to carry things. When they had gone fifteen miles the car broke down. Mr. Jones opened tho back of it for his tools and saw, to his surprise, instead of the tools, Peter's bicycle. "Don't you remember, Daddy ?" said Peter excitedly. "Jake took it into town to be mended, and he must havo brought

it back yesterday and have forgotten to tell mo. Now I can ride back on it and ask Jake to bring the tools along." Mr. Jones hesitated. Fifteen miles was a long way for a little boy to ride, yet if he didn't go thoy must either leave the car or walk the journey. Mr. Jones couldn't leave the boy alone while ho wont for help. "Very well, sonny," ho said at last. "I'll write down the things I want. I have a pencil; have you a piece of paper ?" Peter hadn't. They hunted everywhere, but not a scrap could they find. So his father told Peter what he wanted. Peter said it was very doubtful if he could remember everything. "I'll try, Daddy, but I might just forget tho very thing you want." "You might," said Mr. Jones. "But I have an idea. Take off your shirt, Peter, and stretch it over that board. There! I can write down everything I want on it." And so he did. "Now put your shirt on again, and hurry along." And that is how Peter carried the message back lo the farm.

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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIV, Issue 19720, 20 August 1927, Page 4 (Supplement)

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FOR THE TINIES. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIV, Issue 19720, 20 August 1927, Page 4 (Supplement)

FOR THE TINIES. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIV, Issue 19720, 20 August 1927, Page 4 (Supplement)