OUR RING TO-NIGHT

New Zealand Times, Volume LIII, Issue 12549, 11 September 1926, Page 16

OUR RING TO-NIGHT

Bessie Percy, Alfr.edton —A "pure black” lamb sounds quaint, somehow, but I like it . . . white isn't, after all, the only pureness. Surely there’ll be a stray one for you. Joan Edwards, Cross Creek—Toll u© some more about the children in the Ward...what sort of pictures do they want? It certainly would he a lovely thing to do, little one. Tell Girly just to come. Philip Tuohy, Carterton.—Not quite good enough, but good, Philip. Tell us all about it when it happens, won't you? Moira Humphries, Marton.—Why, your

school will be too comfy to leave in the winter-time, with electric radiators in every room. I© the new room fre©h and sunny? Betty Simmis, Petone.—First teeth that come toppling out often do turn into threepences, don't they? Especially when Mummy puts them under a glass like that. Herbert McLean, Featherston.—lt must have been a rather good pjatch, even with only half a truly team isn't it just the weather, though? Hilda Batfull, HunterviUe.—Our . kind fairies 'are too ©pread all over the countryside for that, I'm afraid ... but I hope you get a dress and enjoy it tremendously. Is Leonard coming to our Ring? Valerie Ashenden, Lyall Bay.—lt does, though, Valerie we are going to like it. We're awfully glad, too, to have you in our family! Elsie Henderson, Featherston.—lt must have been a good day’s driving and you weren't too sleepy to sing at the end of it Margaret Gardiner, Island Bay.—A good try all tho same, Margaret. You’ll have to get a good black pencil, it makes such a difference to any drawing. Hazel Walsh, Pongaroa.—You are a jolly bunch at school, aren't you! And the Fancy Dress Ball falling 'on Pearl's and Alice's birthday night saves all tho work of a party, doesn't it? Peggy Cook, Island Bay.—You've managed to have a very happy time in spite of stupid weather, then that'© good! Is the Merry-go-round to be there all summer? Good drawing and neat, little First-prize. Bruce Marris, Kelburn. —That was a pretty favourite "pound,” I should imagine and it must have been a jolly party. I had a bit of a job dividing those kisses between five hundred ! Joyce Dinnieon, Wellington.—Shirley and Patricia are awfully nice names, and I expect they are rather specially nice dolls, too, coming from San Francisco. And .Tune’s a nice name, too, for Mias Four-Years. Congratulations from us all, little one, on two firsts and one second in the competitions! May White, Paekakariki.—And it'© quite a job to dress a doll really well 1 know, ’cause I've tried. Second was ever so good! Beryl Kitching, Martinborough.—lt's one of the very good "tries” and, of course, you can join us in everything we do, little one* Leonie Falls, Porirua.—No, I don't know her, Leonie is she ever so nice? You should try that game next time. Doris Rouse, Hunterville.—But what is a "queenie colour,” Dcvis-mine? She

does sound the dearest little bantam though. Hazel Roxburgh, Tawa Flat.—That was sweet of you to come, although you were not a bit well, little ESght-years. Thank you for the little lamb story. ?, 165, Wadestown road, Wellington.— Why, little Unknown, if you had remembered to put your name at the end of your letter you would have joined already! Tell us next time. Bessie Busch, Featherston. —Not the very best of tries, Bessie. More news, please. Ranee Miller, Wellington.—Thank you for the riddles, small person. Are you keeping then, for Daddy? Nellie Smith, Porirua.—lt's more fun having holidays all together . . but

is she older perhaps? You'll have to get in early for the "Times” next time, little one! Harvey Grapes, Kaiwarra.—l think "running up and down the hill with our carts” sounds a perfectly splendid time! And so you had a playmate after all? Neat drawing, Harvey. Mollie Marris, Kelburn.—l expect "over a pound” wouldn't matter much when it s a cake for boys, though! Don't you wish you could go with him sometimes? Where did you get the drawings? Du Ice Drummond, ?.—An ever so sweet little story, Dulce . . . and we want to know you, please. Tell is all about yourself, will you ? We have the happiest times here all together, and you will, too! Buster. Beasley, City.—Good, little Eightyears . . . we'd love you to! You'd have had just wonderful days all the timo if my wishing could have made them. Dorothy Maslem, City.—The school magazine sounds good fun, Dorothy . . . It will be a lot of writing for somebody . . . is it you? Joan Urquhart, Karori.—Do you know I believe you gave your mumps to your wooden soldier! Does the little sister think you're frightfully lazy? Alice Walsh, Pongaroa.—Your little man looked very sad indeed . . . what had you done to him? You'd better not let this small lamb have too many meals a day, I think. Hilary Browne, Lyall Bay.—What did make you think of it, then, Hilary? I ©aw Jackie Coogan too on that Saturday, but I was sorry he's getting big. Claudia's typing is getting ever so good, isn't it. Delzia Stockley-Jones, Wellington.—Anything . . . even nice things like holidays . . . stops being nice if it goes on too long. I'd love to see you both in your fairy dress.es. Marjorie Dinnison, City.—We'll be waiting to hear all about the new house . . . it seems as though we were all having a move round lately. Such talk of packing days and things! Len Pritchard, Miramar.—lt wa© a good try too, and gloriously big, Len. I hope one of the prize© is for her, don't you? Lillian Gwillim, Lyall Bay.—Where did you get the small verses from, Lillian? Thank you for the riddles, too. Claudia Browne, Lyall Bay.—Why, it’s all frightfully mysterious! But the one who guessed Old Rose guessed right for that . . . was it you? Poor chicken, I hope the glands are better. . . They nurt a bit, don't they. Mollie Winter, Maxwelltown.—What a frown-up adventure it all sounds, Molikins! Were yoq all alone with the

toothache? I don’t suppose Christmas trees are very used to dancing, you know. Audrey Haynes, Kaiwarra. —I haven’t been at all yet, which is shocking of me, hut I’m going to-morrow I think . . . which is really to-day. Mollie Holland, Martinborough.—You do have lots of pets, don’t you! And I don’t wonder at the Nigger and Darky story a hit, because I tried to lose one myself once. Are those brothers coming too? Ruth Williams, Manakau.—Not a hit . . . she can paint if she’d rather, I always liked to when I was small. I’ll try to find those meanings for you . . . what are they for?