OUR RING TO-NIGHT

New Zealand Times, Volume LIII, Issue 12513, 31 July 1926, Page 16

OUR RING TO-NIGHT

Keith Hutcheson, Lower Hutt. —Well, that was clever of him! What you needed was a broomhandle and a cat, I think . . . but then of course you wouldn’t have been the hero at all, if he had been caught. June Kent, Pongaroa.—Small f sixyears, wo love having you. Is Tom your very own. or rather more a pet of everybody? Leonie Falls, Porirua.—l’m wondering just how you made it . . . tell us next time. Does the bush look very lovclv at this young time of the vear ? Terrence Williams, Pongaroa.—You re an incorrigible pet collector, Terrence! I used to be too. # I can’t understand about the Indians . . . hut there’s a hook with dates in that will explain it. I’ll see what happened. George Harris, Waipukurau.—-You left yourself still creeping, young nine-vears! It was a little farewell not© "... a note that might easily have been found hv a sorrowing

snail tribe in the morning. Good though 1 Hilda Hatfull, Hurterville.—Did you make the verse yourself, Hilda? I couldn’t. discover it at first, written straight out like that. Claudia Browne, Lyall Bay.—Titles matter a lot, Claudia . . . and somehow I expected you to discover a better one than you did. But we like tho story ever so much. 1 think the typing’s splendid for a three-weeks’ “try” . ... only don’t overwork tho poor little comma stop. Bruce Marris, Kelburn. —Well, we’ll think it over, but there are not going to he any promises just now . . . Pm not altogether sure that I’d he comfortable with lour hundred “animals, birds, or fishes.” Campbell ' Bennett. Northland.—lt is a book, Campbell . . . illustrated and all! However did you manage io remember the whole thing like that? Did you make nil the verses ns well ’as that ragamuffin riddle? Your snail story is too long a?id the “princess” part rather vague, but I liked “Spiritual Sammule,” who walked 100 snail’s lengths!

Marcello Petrie, Lyall Bay.—The story of the Naughty Girl sounds rather true, Marcello ... is it? But probably the little girl next door ivas awfully dnll, you know. It was a wonderful time at the show yon bad. And I didn’t even go! Herbert McLean, Featherston. —What sort of a good time did you have at Grannie’s place, Herbert? Trixie is evidently not afraid of wild pigs, a nywav 1 Irene Stare. Woodville.—Good, Irene, we’re glad you’ve decided to come . and brought a very good snail story in start with! Don’t choose the very home-workv nights to write on though, little one, and make vourself tired. Alice Walsh. Pongaroa.—Tattle eight years, vour “Princess” sounds good fun! Who does “SnSark” belong to ? Watty Harris. Waipukurau. — that s a hit of a mystery about the birds, Watty . . . because they were sorted very‘carefully. Are you sure? Did von say the nice things about the little violet flower your very own

self? Elsie Henderson, Featherston.—You make the unfortunate “Tin Lizzie’ as full of adventures as she’s supposed to he, Elsie, but it’s a truly story so there’s no excusing her. Hazel Walsh, Pongaroa.—So Terrence can climb trees as well as solve puzzles, can he? Well, it’s good fun too . . . one of the best funs there is. You ought to form a Bing Club up there; you all know each other so well. “Bubbles” Bennett, Northland.—Not quite what you asked and yet not quite what I would have called you . . . but you won’t mind using your own name really, will you? Any Flow, we’re awfully glad you’re joining our family. Charles Dixon, Petone.—A good idea, Charles . . . that’s the very place for those full-of-mischief twins, hut I’m afraid the drawing is not quite good enough to reproduce. Try getting their heads better. Mollie Marris, Kelburn. —But why bang your knee all the morning, Mollikinsl I liked the drawings, littlo one . . . especially the elephant. How old is lan ? Pearl Berry, Pongaroa.—What a very strange photograph . • ■ Nola looking brightly out of the heavy darkness. When was it taken, or how? Is that her small aunt on the left? Thelma Killip, Martinborough ?—A good little story of “me, the

Betty Johnston, Pongaroa.—Thanks ever so much, my Betty, for “The Tall Fern” ... it is jollier than a good many school magazines I know. I read the snaily hit and thought it was precious! You haven’t told me about that prize yet, little one.

snail,” Thelma . . . but we’d like more news of you than just that. Jack Dallow, Oriental Bay.—Young seven-years, the birds flew in too late for prizes or even wise ones, but we all want to know if you’re going to be a small “Elf” in Our Bing? Vera Barringer, Kiibirnie, —How did the toffee go, little cook? 'And the matchbox zoo? You had to be fairly careful about the rungs of the cage, didn’t you? I’ve made them. Hilary Browne, By all Bay.—Small Pauline didn’t take long to find a name for herself, did she! Have you all been to see the small tiling? Thank you little one for the verse, but we’d better not have journal verses in the Bing, ’cause we’d all know them. Alan Shaw, City.—lt’s a good puzzle picture, Alan, and we just may have it in next time, eh ? I’d love to have seen the Shadow Show you made. It’s a lucky small sister you’ve got. Joan Urquhart, Eastbourne.—Thanks ever so much, my Joan ... it makes all the difference in the world to a rather plain little room when a kind fairy sends “Spring” in a box to fill it 1 All sorts of sweet scents together. Zoe Philpott, Wellington.—Teaching yourself isn’t quite so much fun as going to school . . . even in the rain. Unless you make a game of it and see how good a teacher you can be! Bill Hutcheson, Lower Hutt.—Glad you liked “The Cave” ... I thought it was rather jolly too. You certainly can’t join the Bing again until you “un-join,” which you can’t, so there you are. All the first page ever so good. Audrey Baoumgren, Kaiwarra.—Why didn’t you write it earlier, Audrey . . . the winners had already been discovered, and you’s is good. It’s a bit long though, and the last page isn’t half as good as the first. Stella Willoughby, City.—And the poor old thing never managed it at all, Stella? More news next time from you, eh? Jean McQueen, Te Wera.—Good little story-maker, Jean mine, and neat as neat too. Our love to the twin and Mary. Jean Ashworth, Heaton street, Christ, church.—Why do you join one pretty name to another like that, Jean? I like the second one very much, but I think the two together make r rather long and clumsy word, don’t you? I like “I>rab-shell,” and it might find it's way into the Bing. 111111111111111 111111111111111111111111111111111

IllltlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllUlllllllllllllllll Old man (in art gallery): They must want too much for tlfeir pictures. I don’t believe they’ve sold one since we •.vere ’ere last year 1 Magistrate: Why did you steal the shilling, my boy? Youthful prisoner: Please, sir, I wanted to go to the pictures to see “The Ter Commandments.”

imiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiimiiiimmiiimii who said ? i ? Robinson Crusoe lived on a desert Island, and had a man to help him every Friday. There are a lot of squatters in the country because of the high price of chairs. Charles the First was beheaded by an Axe of Parliament. Prisoners in France are beheaded by the gelatine. The Eskimos are people who live on tho North Pole, and eat candles and dripping. The soldiers in France used to live on plum puddings made with stuff they called trench mortar.