OUR RING TO-NIGHT

New Zealand Times, Volume LIII, Issue 12435, 1 May 1926, Page 16

OUR RING TO-NIGHT

So many, so many, 6so many. . . and still they come fluttering in! New playmates from here, and there, and everywhere . . . the Bing . this time can’t hold them, in spite of all the fairy charms there are! But even if you have to wait till nest time to squeeze in, all you dear Ipts and lots of new ones, you’re not going to be forgotten. It’s a matter of furniture, I think . . . . we’ll have to get those lazy goblins to work on more mushrooms before our next party, won’t we? -—FA LRIBL,

Walter Longhurst, Wellington Soutti. —Why, that’s splendid, young Scout we just do have fun, a 9 you aay, and we’s glad you love it too. I saw the' parade from a window so high that you aIL. looked much the same, just khaki hats bobbing. Yes, of course, come. Dora Sinclair, Miramar.—The season

doesn’t seem to help very much, does it Dora, when a family gets so huge as ours . . . but there’s always room if you’ll -eit on the grass. Your mother knows just how a party should he. I think . . . and as for daddy’s chair, it must have looked wonderful. How are you going to ■catch ’that elusive wee elf ? N’ola Jefferson street, Brooklyn. -—Very quiet indeed .you arc, my Nora. Apid you’ve lots to tell us yet, \ you know. Make a, big letter of it next time, eh ? Nancy© Nathan, Palmerston North. Yes, I’ve thought that sometimes, too, Nancye . . . but it couldn’t always be done. Some of them would take up too much space, and others are rather obvious I thought. But • I’ll remember what you say, and try to do that as often as possible. Mary Jones, Lower Hutt.—Well, it’s sweet, Mary . . . that little verse. I did the adjective game, too, and loved it . • . it sounded such lovely nonsenso! I’m glad our ring helps you to furnish that Dolls’ House so sweetly. Herbert McLean, Bethune street, * Featherston.—Sorry about tho fingers, Herbert . . . but they soon mend on small boys, don’t they? Especially if they need not be wrapped up . the sun and air are tho best menders of all. Thelma Killip, Weld street, Martinborough.—Thank you, little one

dear, for your good wishes. It must be the loveliest dolls’ house and you can make them so interesting if yOu try so little, can’t you ? I think making things is ever so much nicer than buying them* don’t you ? Harriet Harris, Luxford street, Berhampove.—We want to know you ■well, Harriet, so you will tell us all about yourself next time, won’t you? Welcomo to the Fairy Ring. Norman Long, Apu crescent, Lyall Bfiv. —Glad you like it so, Norman. Your very gay letter brought a Very little \erse with it this time. Best of luck in those examinations.

We stopped at Balboa for two days. The first day was my, mother’s birthday, and we went up to Panama City. /■Tho next day (Saturday) at 12 o clock, we sailed again. Three days after was Christmas ,Oa.v am] we had a Christmas tree and had fine fun. I got a printing Your loving elf.—l’onald. Eonald Norgnte, Brooklyn' # * * # Dear Fairiel, As you wanted to know about my pots, I will tell you. Nip, the dog is a German Collie . . a grev one with’ black spots. One day we found * dear little pup, exactly like Nip but it was dead. Poor Nip, she cried for three days—you know the wailing noise they make. Then there is Dick, a sweet little canary, yellow with two black spots on' his wings that make his back look like a waistcoat. He has two black eyes and two black spots near his eyes. Wo clea.n out liis bath every (lay and give him his bath. He loves his bath. He splashes around and ducks his head under. Next conies Princess Alary. She is a big Rhode Island Red, and is so heavy that I can just carry her. She .js the best-looking fowl we ’ have (that is why we cull her Princess Mary) and she lays brown eggs just