OUR RING TO-NIGHT

New Zealand Times, Volume LIII, Issue 12406, 27 March 1926, Page 16

OUR RING TO-NIGHT

Gladys Harrington, ; Tapiri street, Hataitai. Competition winning isn’t really a matter of luck though, is it, Gladys ? Crayons don’t behave well, even when «the picture is wrapped as carefully as yours Fas, I’m afraid. You had a great day at the Zoo' l . . . it takes almost more than a day to see all the things as much as you want to. Did you Walk hand in wing with the penguin ? - Selwyn Collis, Mangaweka.—Adjectives —hare and black—don’t ■ cpunt, Selwyn. They’re not' “things,” you see. But you found lots, if they had arrived in time. Come again. l Mollie Day, Ngaio. I don’t think I know about the kewpies .' . . where . can : 1 find out? Could we do it with something else? But did you- miss the whole bazaar? I used to love to make tiny .poses for flower stalls, and having lots of flowers like that always made me feel too wealthy for words. ■ ' ■ . Terrence Williams, Ppngaroa.—o, but but what-a chapter of accidents! It’s truly bad luok you’ve had with your

pets . . .1 do hope the pigeons make up, D’you (suppose the; rabbits and the pheasants think they know a better place and have gone off exploring together? They would make strange companions, wouldn’t they? What lots of prizes ? Nellie Smith, Porirua.-—Why, yes, you. certainly are, Nellie. Tim must be a terror as you say. . . I shouldn’t ' have thought bathing caps would be very nourishing as a.favourite food,' but it’s wonderful what pijps can thrive on. I had one that seemed to grow fat chiefly on straw hats. I’m glad your surprise arrived in time for the birthday . . . it often happens like that. , , Verdun Walker, Wellington.—rOoakjf' noises are quite all right when wo know that the swings make them . . . yon do feel comfier when yon know what things are, don’t you? I’ve never been able to find ,the begonia house, although I’ve signposts that tell you now, but the flower beds are wonderful, and snob strange shapes; Alan Shaw, 30, Durham street, : Wellington.—l am glad you’re 'better, little one . . it must have been the “shunting” doctor. Perhaps he thought you were on the wrong line . . . and I think so too, if you’d been ill all the week. I like the idea of the matchbox dressing-table, but • I’ve been thinking that Bmall brass paper fasteners would be much stronger than cotton. P’raps mother would get yoh some to try. Jean Coozo, Kaiwarra.—Would you try to make us another stbry, Jean ? , The one about the party was so very j much like other parties, and nothing | particular happened. And somehow I don’t think we’d like “A Welcome to a Crayfish” ... it isn’t pretty or very funny, and you didn’t make it yourself, did you? We want you to be our playmate though, so come and try again. Ethel Woolcot, Hnhkev street. City.— You fortunate Chick! But England’s rather far to como every Saturday 1 night. I too wish you had discovered us earlier, but you mightn’t be quite grown up when you return, and O won’t you have lots to tell us! You could write perhaps just one letter from there. We’d bo awfully excited to get it. Mamie Ka.pe. Wallace street, City.— Yes, they are, young ten-years. So

that’s a good start, isn’t it? Yes. there’s lots of room for you, and we’d love you to come. Nora Itansley, Newtown.—One black and one white rabbit is a’good idea . . . nearly every one made them both white and pink-eyed and pinkearea. ,Your animals were right, you . see. 4 Philip Tuohy, Belvedere street, Carterton.—lt’s rather a strange colour for , a , little boy’s suit and you left the little girl white-headed, but you coloured it very neatly and evenly. You managed all but the last animal. Tell us some news of yourself next time. Claudia Browne, j Apu Cresceat, Lyall Bay.—Well, I’m not just exactly sure why, but I think you’re wise to decide in favour of your school library. . . books matter so much more than we suppose, especially when we’re young, because we- re- , member what we rebd then, and if they’re beautiful.- . -. why, we’ve something for ever. That’s why I’m rather sorry for small people who read so many “comics”. ~ . they’re missing such lovely things, and they won’t have anything to remember.

Joyce Webber, Hankey street, Wellington.—l think I like river picnics best of all, because I have been to so very few'. . ; but I love to see the water on the stones and explore along the banks. I shouldn’t have worried very much about the blackberries either. Keith Hutcheson, The Grove, Lower Hutt.—Neat painting, Keith, and' the -poem’s a dear. I’d love to see the Grotto. . . would I fit in? It’s splendid to have the baths so close, •and they sound rather special ones too. Do you think you could keep it up all winter? Dorothy Clarke, Masterton.—l’m sorry you did not get the paper till too late. What happened. . . did someone else- want it first? Of course boarding-school 1 cousins have to be written to. . . they look forward so to letters. You have tried hard with the painting, even to the little white tails. No, you did not tell us of your pets, Dorothy. Ruby Waistell, Tama street, Lower .Hutt. —Why didn’t you tell us more about the flood water and the trucks, Ruby? It must have been interesting to see. So tlm puzzleß kept you busy, did they? We’ll expect lots of news though, next time. Thelma Killip, Martinborough.—Ob, I’m so sorry, little one, about the white bunny. . .1 wonder why it thought it had to die. It wasn't too old, like the poor old lamb that grew so frighteningly strong. Ifa a queer little house, with lettuces all the Way up the path. . . do you suppose he had too many good things to eat? Vera Barringer, Kilbirnie.—Whole days of play in streams and bush, and daddy’s car to meet in the evening . . . that’s the right sort of holiday, nnd I don’t wonder you loved it so. What fun four sisters can have together. Though the. baby brother will have to grow a hit... before he counts in things, won’t heP Mollie Winter, Okehu, Maxwelltown.— How splendid. . . the pen has all the colours of the rainbow, has it. all but the light. Now you will wont to see the mountain for yourself. How lovely your garden must looK My asters fire draggledy now J nnd my larkspurs are long sinr* j fled. Now I wonder what you’ll do

with those Easter holiday* when they do come ? Alan Murray.—Of course I’d like . , and I’m sure it’s going to be nice, so do. Do you like drawing better than colouring? „ Mollie Nathan, Linton street, Palmerston North.—My word, we’ll have to send daddy to the exhibition again 1 They must have known he had small girls at home, I thinn. Yes, I edn swim, though somehow I just can’t high dive. 1 always start coming lip before I get down, and you know what that means. Norman Long, Apu Crescent, Lyall Bay.— Well, there are . . . lots. ... so you won’t be lonely long. I think p<*:haps, you should use a wee bit more water and paint quicker if you can. We like your Fairy Messenger, and he just might find himself in the Ring too next time. Alfred Lund, Marima, Mangamaire. —Ypu came very near to the prizewinner, Alfred, but the competition results had been decided before yours arrived. There is only one week allowed unjess I mention longer when I’m telling y6u about it, so next time get m early, and I wouldn’t be. surprised . . 1 Joyce Atwell, Lowe street, Kilbirnie.— We’d love to have you, Joyce. . . and I wouldnlt Be surprised if we were to find room for Dick and John too. Yes, I have other names. . . but none that count much; I’d love to see John’s match-box eiigine.

00000000000000000000000000 l Robin Barrett, Greytown.—The pink bulb with no' leaves rounds very much like a belladonna lily. You must tell me when it domes out. It was a wise wee kitten I think that settled itself in such a cosy home. Don’t be ill longer than you can help, will yon ... so glad you managed to come, even from bed. Winnie Hutson, Daniel street, City. —You had a great many, and so neatly written tout, Winnie . . , but perhaps you didn’t understand that they had to be! in by Friday afternoon. Never mind, next time, yptt’ll know. Come again. Peggy Leafoey, Konini.—The poor wee rabbit discovered that running away from home wasn’t hair such fun as he thought . : . . especially when a. piece of stick got in his eye. Was it a very big cat’ that oaught a very little hare? He must be a regular hunter. 1 Becky O’Brien', Ellice avenue, City.— l You’ll .have to save your pennies for some more paints, Beoky, won’t '■ you? We’re looking forward to the story. You’re a neat little person. Kao Graham* Hataitai.—No, it’s a terrible thing to sky, but I’m a bigger baby at the dentist now than I was , when I was small ... I don’t likb it a tiny bit. Somehow I don’t think there’s going to be any. mere weather comfy enough for swims this year. . . ( . .V Mollie Marris, Kelburn.—l’d loye you to have eeen all the paintings, little one . . . there was lots and lots of them so neat that you could scarcely find one mistake. But of course there were other things that matteredj too, like daintiness, and yours had very soft and pretty oolours. ! Watch out for a certain small person’s . verse ... we like it awfully. Gwen Garner, Porirua.- — Needles is a strange pet. I’m sure he can’t be very ouddly. Is he quite tame, and does he just run where’ he wants to without going right away P Yes, ,wo’d love you to join us, and I think you just might love it too. i Bessie Percy, Alfredtown.—A neat j . painter, Bessie, But don’t use your paint quite so thiokly, and nee daintier shades. We want you to' come to our Ring often. Will you?