LETTERS

New Zealand Times, Volume LII, Issue 12229, 29 August 1925, Page 16

LETTERS

Dear Fairiel,— I went to see the American ships go out yesterday morning, on th© heath. It was very windy, and we were nearly Mown away. Clarice waved her hand to th© boats, and she cried, “Goodbye.”. .But, of course, they could not hear, her, for although they looked very near to us, they were really very far away. Do you know why the sailors called that little dog “Swabbo” ? Well, one sailor told us that he reminded them, of the things that they mop the decks down with, and because he is such a ball of fluff they call him “Swabbo.” They call the things which they mop the decks with “swabs.” Shingle gets funnier every day. hut she sends her love. Good-night, “FairieL” One of your loving fairies, CLAUDIA. Claudia Browne, 77, Apu crescent, Lyall Bay. • * .* .* Dear Fairiel, — I would love to meet you in your page every Saturday. Would you like to know that I have three sisters—Mary, who is four, Allison and Nancy, who are twins, and they are six months old. I have made a small poem, and I hope you will like it. We have had a bad storm up here. The rain poured, the lightning flashed, and the thunder rolled. Our willows are coming out in small green leaves, and our Mack currant is coming out in small pink flowers. When I get the paper of the ‘Times” I snail try the jumbles and colour the picture. Our babies are just lovely, and they take a lot of notice of us. We often see a herd of cattle going past, at which Mary runs to the gate to see them.- When trucks of sheep go past she comes inside and says that she waved to them to teach them how to wave. Well, now I must close. Your t „ JEAN. Jeqp McQueen, Te Wera.