A LETTER FROM FLORODORA.

Otago Witness, Issue 2604, 10 February 1904, Page 67

A LETTER FROM FLORODORA.

Dear Dot,— How delighted I am to be able to write to tho doar old page onca more and to let the D.L.F. know that I am getting tetter. During the past month some of the> L.F. hays visited me and done all in their power to make me as happy as possible. I shall never forget Areta's kindness. The pretty flowtra and interesting hooks she bi ought weie highly acceptable, and her kind words I appreciated very much. Life is really worth living when one is a D.L.F. What a lot of truo friends we can make, and what happy times we can spend together. For over three ycar3 I have been -writing to true page, and take more interest in it now than when I first started. Nothing pleases, ma better than to get with an enthusiastic D.L.F. and have a long yarn about the different little folk and their interesting letters. Although we rarely sea the norn de plume of an o.d and valued writer in the page, yet there are othrs •whose letters are well worth reading. Ido not care muoh for the writers who are racehorses, eparrows, dogs, .etc. Strango that they are always rambling about, andi find the D.L.F. page of the Witness, or their paws or olaws are always tired with writing. Anyhow, it has nothing to do with me, so I had better mind my own. business, ox I may ba getting into tiouble. It is veiy" unpleasant to quarrel with any of the little folk, but it is so nice to see how most of them agree. Awkward Ned and I are the best of friends pgain after our little misunderstanding over the picnic, and it is best in the end to bo friends with everybody. "He who hath a thousand) friends, Hath not one friend to spare ; But if he hath ar enemy, Ho'll lne-st him everywiicre." A funny little incident took place yesterday, but which has made me feel sad ever since. The cat came home with a little green linnet in his mouth, so getting hold of him at once I took it from him and put the poor little thing into a spare 100 m until it recovered from the shock. Then I took it outside and let it fly away, never thinking anything more about it, only glad that it had got its freedom. I •went inside, where I stayed till after tea. Then I wont cut to the gate again to see if Diamond 3£ing was coming home from work. As 1 stood thinking, something flew through the air, and the next minut9 a little linnet was on my shoulder, whero it stayed till I took it oft. "'t was the same- little linnet that I let go in the morning. I could hardly credit that such a thing could ever happen. Anyhow I •took H in and gave it a drink out of a spoon and put some bread into its mouth. After that Diamond King brought in a nest, whioh lie found in the garden, so I put ithe little thing into it and again put it into the spare room; but, alas, what was my dismay when, on going in in half an houi - to see how it was gc-tting on, there lay the little bird still in the nest, but — dead-

Before concluding I must thank the following little folk for tlicir kind letters- — Ita, A.P.E., Colleen, Weeping Willow, Jean Gerald, Taffy, Marie Corolla, and Maid of Killeena; also Captain. Jackson. Barry, Otago, A.P.E., Mountain Violet, and LucirwJa for the pretty cards. With best love to all the D.L.F., espepeci&My Tin Tacks, Lord Darlington, Dot, and the editor, — Yours truly,

FLORODORA