NOTICE TO INTENDING MEMBERS.
During the past two weeks quite a large number of letters have come to hand from young people desirous of joining D.E.i., but without the. real name and address of the writer. Will those who would like to join us and correspond to *thc page p.casc note that their first letter must give their own name and address before they can be enrolled. It will assist mo greatly in proventing tihe duplication of s . •} members in subsequent letters will writo their own names in a corner while aigmng their communication with their N.D.t. DOT. DUNEDIN CLUB NOTES. Motto: “One head is better than none, but two are better.” Exceedingly sorry to hear of your being so indisposed with toothache, Adeline, as to have necessitated your absence from last meeting. This critic trusts that such toothache is cured by now, and that we may see jour presence again at next meeting. Accoreliug to the result of the voting on last week’s subject—viz., “ Does Modern Dress Need Reform?”—it appeared very much that it did, and yet that Jt did not—rather a strange way of putting it, isn t itv Five voted in favour ol its reform and five voted against it; therefore, comrades, vou .are at liberty to wear what you choose; whether the modern style or the o,dfashioned style, it makes no difference. Oh those ugly-looking ‘‘hobble skirts,” and those ridiculous-looking high heels on women’s shoes, and those ungracclul-look-jng “turkey” feathers now being worn in ladies’ hats! Just think of them! Don t be too hard upon the women s fashions, Silverdale? How about the mens? ‘Oh, their fashions are equally as bad, with tncir latest tigiu-fitting trousers and their long, loose-fitting coats, and their high white starched collars (which reminds one verj much of a white washed fence). It’s about time modern dress was reformed. With a smile upon his countenance. Girlie, in dealing with the last subject, clearly outlined 1 the fashions that wore worn bj the men and women of long ago, and also the fashions being worn at the present day. These he compared—the old style to the new—with the result that, at the close of his arguments, ho made the old-fashioned wide “hoop-shaped” skirt look every bit as ugly and clumsy as the present-day “hobble” skirt looks smart and mat. This critic noticed, also, that this comrade is not in favour of lire old-fashioned bellbottomed” trousers, to which Froggic can only croak, ‘‘Hoar, hear. Great credit is duo to Elmo Athol for the splendid paper which she contributed towards the support of the negative side. This critic is pleased to say that not one of this comrade’s arguments on “ Docs Modern Dress Need Reform?” wore lacking in force in any way whaever; on the contrary. Elmo Athol's arguments struck The Frog as being made o' the same firmness as bombshells, and they proved real hardhitters. Can you imagine it, comrades?—our president, Francis, based his arguments upon himself when dealing upon the last subject. Ho took himself as one dressed in the old-fashioned stylo, and compared “his” style to that of the present style. “The present style of dross that is being worn is not being worn merely for its usefulness, but is being worn greatly for its “show.” According to this comrade’s arguments it appears that “show” comes far in advance of “usefulness” nowadays as regards the dress Rather hard upon u.s present citizens, isn't it ? With a great amount of flourishing of his arms and bands, much to the danger—at least, delight—of those members near, Orson rose and put forth his views upon the modern dress problem.
“Docs it need reform? Most certainly it does! The time has now .arrived, especially among the women folk, that one being able to dress bettor than the other has become a matter of competition. For example, Mary Ann saw Eliza Jane with a new hut on yesterday, so today “I’ll get one that will make both of Eliza Jane’s eyes open,” etc., etc.; such is the state of affairs nowadays. I —at least wo —hope that you wore not referring to my hat at the time, Orsen?
‘ Can you not speak upon this subject. Bimbo end W W. L. ? Surely you are not afraid to uphold one side or the other, arc you? “No; cr—er—we’re afraid of the fashions.” 7 l'hat is all.
Although working overtime necessitates Possum’s absence for the greater part of tho meeting, still it gives The Frog great pleasure to say that Possum never forgets to put in an appearance. _ It is actions such as these that this critic fakes particular notice of, and of which it never forgets to show its appreciation.
Please do not forget, country comrades, to send in your papers for next week’s meeting—Open Meeting. It is to you whom we, the town members, look forward to for support; so don’t disappoint us, but send along your contributions without delay. All papers are welcome—none too large, none too small.
Did you enjoy yourself at least meeting,
Ellie Rheo II? This critic was pleased to sec ydu back with us once again. Como often to our small circle, comrade.
Every thanks, one and all. for your kind attendance and support at last meeting. Union is strength always: your support is essential for the future welfare of the club. Thus croaks, from far beneath the waves, THE FROG. LETTERS FROM THE LITTLE FOLF, Motto:—W© write for the benefit of others, not for ourselves. tST No letter to contain more than 450 words. Dear Comrades,—l had the pleasure on Thursday, the 3rd inst., of witnessing the ceremony by which our Queen Dot was joined in the bonds of matrimony to Mr White. I happened to bo off duty till about 4 p.m., so Mattie and I went up to St. Paul’s Cathedral to see the wedding. There wo met Possum and Elmo Athol, so club and country members were represented. I also noticed Tangles, T.D.A., and Midgie amongst the spectators It was a very pretty little ceremony, ami our Dot looked everything a happy bride should, and carried herself with perfect ease. We managed to scatter some confetti over the happy couple as they entered .their oar. I shall not go into details of dross or such things, but just gi'e you these few lines to let you know that some of Dot’s band saw her married.—Yours truly, INDIAN CHIEF. Dear Dot,—lt is a considerable time since I last wrote to you, but when I tell you the reason I think you will quite forgive mo for not having writen sooner. When we came down to Merrivale we were living in a routed house for some time, while our own house was being built. Well, we moved into our own house before it was finished, so you might guess what a muddle wo were in. What with the carpenters, painters, and paperhangers, wo were kept continually moving our things about from one room to another, and a lot of things had to go outside during that time. Well, wo have got partly settled now, and we are not a little bit sorry, as the days arc drawing in, so we can expect winter anytime now. Some time back we had no less thap 10 men and three boys to cook for, and then five womenfolk besides, so you see, dear Dot, wc have boon kept very busy, and I really have not had time to write to the page. Now that the harvest is all finished we will have more leisure. I hope, dear Dot, your folks in Dunedin have not suffered through Hoods, as have the people of Gore and other places. W hat a dreadful time everyone must have had whoso house the flood waters entered. Otautau is our market town, and it also was flooded and a good deal of damage done, although we settlers out in this part came off very luckily indeed. There arc still a good many farmers who have not finished their harvesting yet, but as the weather has now apparently settled, a week or two will see most of the oats in stack. Our house is situated quite close to the main road, and we have a very good view of all the traffic going past. One Sunday quite a large number of motor cars passed, containing members of the House of Representatives. They came from Invercargill in the morning, and went through Merrivale, Orawia, Clifden, and then to Tuatapere. On their homeward journey they came back by Maori Hill, so that wo saw them each way. We arc milking three cows just now, but none of them give a groat deal of milk. Me have throe kittens. One is a lovely silver grey with a pretty white neck, one a pure black, and the other a tortoiseshell. It is very amusing to watch them at play. I have not had a walk to the bush for quite along time now, but hope to go soon, Wo are not quite so busy. I think T wdl draw this letter to a close now, so with love to all the Little Folk, not forgetting yourself, dear Dot, —Yours truly, WHITE IRIS.
[You have had a strenuous time, White Iris. Settling in a house is bad enough, but with workmen about it must indeed be worrying. You arc quite forgiven, and I trust you will have a well-earned rest for a while.—DOT, 1
Dear Dot,—Since I last wrote to you the weather has taken up considerably; the last two have been beautifully fine. Frost i.s with us again, and it is such a change after that everlasting rain. It is to be hoped that, the weather at Sutton i.s line also, for the Territorials are in caipp. It will make a great difference if it is, although last year my brother said that several of the town men fainted in the lines owing to the heat of the sun. The men of the different companies do not like to see their men falling, and my brother told me that if a man was to sit down on the road' while on a route march he got a bad time when the march was over. One cannot blame the companies trying to keep their end up, but I fail to see why they should think loss of a man who does his best. Of course, where there is such a largo number of men there is sure to be some who. not caring for the honour of their company, would just as soon He down and groan as bo bothered marching. There are some men also who have no regard for their fcl'ow-mon. Last year the military camp was at Gore, and for the first few days things were not what they might have been. They had no system for giving the men their food, and, of course, it was each man for himself. My brother said in one case he saw a man with 16 sausages, while some of the men had none; and in another case ho saw a man with about ilb of butter on bis plate, while ids companions were indulging in dry bread. If there is one thing I do detest it is greed. Of course, this had to bo ended, so a man in each company was appointed to serve the food to bis company. This worked out much better, for each man got his share instead of the respectable men having to go to the canteen and buy their food. A man owning .a canteen at the camp told some of the Territorials that ho had been at several camps, and bad watched the men closely. In every case ho said that those who had been used to poor food at homo were the ones who made the trouble. One would naturally think that those coming from poor homes would take what they could get and bo satisfied; but it was not the case. I have noticed in this small district of cur' own that those used to poor food at home will have the best of everything when they are away. Well, Dot. 1 am sure von must be tired of camp gossip, so I will change the subject. I have still got rny trip to Dunedin in mind, and I intend visiting the club some night. I noticed by the paper that the ligate were all out in Dunedin one night owing to the rainfall. I think everybody was more or Ices affected
by those floods. I felt sorry for the people of Gore, it must have been a pitiful sight to look down the streets. Some of tliio farmers about here have stopped sending their milk to the factory because of the mud and rain. It was really disheartening to go to bed at night in the hope of the weather being better in the morning, only to wake up and find it just as bad, if not a little worse. What has become of you, Maid of Honour? Do hurry up and send a few linos to the page. You will be sorry that you didn't write more regularly when you find yourself getting up in years like I am. Well, dear Dot, it is time I was in dreamland, so I will conclude with best wishes to all my L.F. comrades and yourself.—Yours truly, RENA. [You will receive a hearty welcome if you put in an appearance at one of the club, meetings, and if you can be present at the annual social I am sure you would enjoy yourself.—DOT.]
Dear Dot,—Wc are having real wintry weather. I suppose you would sec by the papers the account of the flood. It was the biggest I have ever seen. Wc were lucky to be living on high ground, as many ot .ho flat people suffered severe losses, and to see the farmers’ crops and stock floating down the v iver made one’s heart feci sad. Sadder still, one , of the most highly-re-spected men of tins district was drowned in trying to save Ins cattle from being washed away, and in tho end none of them was drowned. Mother and I went down on tho Sunday to see the railway where it had been ail washed out, and it was in ft terrible state. There was about a mile and n quarter damaged in one stretch, great holes washed l under it, the gravel washed away, and holes from 3ft to 4ft deep under the rails and sleepers Ihe railway bridge also got a good shaking There were about 5C men working at tho line near the bridge when wo went down. Tho willows that were growing along the line were torn out by the roots. Ihore were no trains for a few days, and we missed them very much. I suppose, Dot, Dunedin would seem queer without the electric lights and’ the trams not running. 1 think I will leave the flood news, as 1 know you will get many a flood letter, and go on and xvrito abut my last trip. We left home on the Saturday after Christmas, bound for the most southerly place ot the South Island, known as Waipapa Point. We stayed at my cousins’ in Otara, and had a good time while there. On the Sunday a number of us spent the day at Waipapa Lighthouse 1 think lighthouses arc wonderful buildings. They are very interesting to go through. The lamp is the most wonderful part about it. The outside glass of tho lamp is beautifully made, and is also very thick. It goes round on little wheels, and is round in shape, but not cut all in the one design. Some parts of it are out round and others are cut straight, and the light revolves by a weight that is beneath the lamp, which goes up and down. The lighthouse-keeper was very nice; he showed us all through it and the library. A c wrote our names in tho visitors’ ledger. There are a great many names in it. We also saw the remains of the old wreck, the I ararua, and, going home, we went through the cemetery where the people who bad lost their lives on it were buried. They are buried in two long trenches. I like the country very much down that way, as it is very hilly, but I wouldn't like to live there, as it is a very quiet place. Wc came home on New Year’s Eve, and spent it in Otautau, Ihe nearest township. 1 was at the Riverton races on Easter Monday, and enjoyed myself. There was a large crowd there. Jack Frost came that morning and blackened a’! tho potatoes and dahlias, but mine did not get the frost till last week. The ferns in tho bush arc very pretty just now. I was up last Wednesday and got a nice box full. Wo are not very far from the, bush. I can go up in about 10 minutes, so it is just a nice walk up there and back. I wonder what has happened to Pink Geranium ! I suppose she is so busy playing the piano now she hasn't time to write. Leave it for one half hour and drop Dot a lino. I think Wydfi Hazel and Seek Ashore are also sleeping. Well, dear Dot. I think this is all the news this time, so I will close, hoping to sec letters from those Little Folk very soon Love to all the wee folk ami yourself, —Yours truly, MAZE BEES. [Thanks, dear, for your account of the lighthouse. The one which you visited has ill all probability been the means of preventing a repetition of the sad Taianui disaster. —DOT. ] Dear Dot,--I am once more writing you a, few linos, after a long absence. 1 came homo from the hospital three weeks ago, after 14 weeks of it. I was glad to get home again, although the nurses wore very good to me. It is raining again to-day. I had only two Little Folk to see me when 1 was in the hospital, and they were Petro and Shining Sunbeam. Our dog Fly had seven pups this week. Wc have all our thrashing done. The mill was here for a week. I went to tiro Pictures on Good Friday and Easter Monday in Invercargill when I was staying at the hospital. Was not that a terrible Hood in Southland, Dot? It did not do any damage to us, but there was 2fc of water around some of our oatstacks. I got two prizes at school Last Christmas. One for tLie neatest Liomc exercise in the school, and tlio other for first in mv class. Their names arc “Her Own Way” and “Chatterbox.” But one night I felt tho “Chatterbox” book out on the verandah, and tho pup got it and tore some pages out, I think I will close, as it is getting Into. With love to Shining Sunbeam Petro, and yourself.—Yours truly, FOREST HILL. [You had a very long stay in hospital, Forest Hill, but I am delighted you have now recovered Your letter is so beautifully neat that I do not wonder at your getting a prize for neatness. —DOT.]
Dear Dot, —You asked mo Last time I wrote if 1 used my fountain pen to write ; it. Well, I did. We have had terrible I weather here this last throe weeks, and I . sec bv the papers that there have been | disastrous floods throughout Southland. I | guess somebody will be fairly empty- ■ pocketed after it. There would be a rush , to tho sales of damaged goods in the towns. The heavy rain has kept back the potato-dig- j ging, and I do not think it will be started j for a few days yet. Wc have boon wait- ; ing to make a start on ours, but tho rain , proved too much for u.s. But one peeu- j liar thing is that there is one piece of ground about five yards square that has j never been soaked with the heavy rains. It | will bo very unfortunate for, those whoso j crops are still in the stock, for they wijl j not be of much account now, I’m afraid. Tho dairy factory here will soon close j down now, for the milk supply in falling a i great deal. I and my mate were out ferret- j
ing to-day, and wc got four rabbits. But it was a miserable day, and I was so cold ! that I could hardly set the nets. There was one hole where the mouth was inaccessible, and wo could not sot the nets, so wo put in the ferret, and before long we saw- the ferret and the rabbit haying a i tussle. I have 63 skins. Winter is com--1 ing on, and the skins will soon be in their prime. I caught two weasels about three j weeks ago, and one of them was a fairly savage little fellow, for as soon as I came in sight of him ho did make a noise. That ; was the one I caught in the morning; but the one I caught in the evening was quiet. : I think it was the strong gas light I had. We often used to go out on a fine, dark ! night and dazzle the rabbits. You would see half a dozen of us out there, each with a “waddy,” as wo called them, and a lamp. I am sure that those who saw us from . the road must have thought we were madj men cutting about there. But the best : fun was when somebody, who was so .interested in the catching of the rabbits that ho forgot for the time that he was among logs and stumps, would tumble head over heels over a log and out would go the light. Or when we would have a halfdazzled poor old rabbit in between us, and would bo hitting at it with our sticks and with little thought of anybody else being near, ho would get a knock on the head or leg or wherever else came nearest. Weil. Dot, if I write much more this letter will oeupy a considerable amount of your valuable space. I will close now. with love to all the D.L.F. and vourself, —Yours truly, T[EIG. [You must have had a wildly exciting time out rabbiting at night! I have often gone fishing for flounders and ee's by torchlight, and enjoyed myself too. —DOT.] • Dear Dot, —We arc having very changeable weather up hero at present. One day is a beautiful sunshiny day and the next is raining and bitterly cold. To-day, for instance, dawned mild and rather warm, but towards noon a squally wind rose, great dark clouds gathered, and the sea that was as smooth as glass in the morning was transformed into a dreadfully angry mass of foam. One drop of rain fell, and then it came thick and fast, and has continued so all day. It is quite possible that to-morrow may be a perfect day. I was so sorry to hear that the Invercargill Club had to close down. I think it is a pity that the Invercargill L.F. could not see their way to continue the club, seeing that it was so long established. I hope Tho EJf will continue to live anyway. I had a paper writen for tho_ debate “ Is there any means which can justify a departure from the truth?” Somehow I overlooked the date, and it was too late to send it. I had written in favour of tho affirmative. However, I am just as glad that I did not send it in, for the affirmative side was beaten. I wrote a paper for last mooting instead. Are not the long winter evenings fast approaching? I always like to have good books to read in the winter evenings. I, Pat, have been reading some of Dickens’s. I like ! “ Dombey and Son ” the best of the books that I have read so far. It was tho first one I read, and, seeing that Dickons was a now author to mo, I suppose that accounts for my fancy. I think that to take and read one of Dickens’s books is a positive cure for the “ blues.” His characters are so comical, are they not? Just now I am reading “ The Merchant of Venice.” Strange, one time I used to think I did not like Shakespeare, but now I like bis plays very much. I think I like “As You Like It” tho best. When at school our teacher used to tell us to read Shakespeare’s works, “ and then,” he said, “ you have read the best works ever written.” What terrible floods were down south! Wo can hardly form any idea of what they were like. I suppose it will moan ruination to many poor people. I trust that The Elf did not moot his fate in tho flood ! You know, Dot, that elves and those sort of creatures are always in mischief, and if there are any dangers or difficulties they are sure to be in the middle of them. What a lot of nice letters were in last week’s Witness! Oamaru was very ! gay at Easter. There was a regatta on Easter Saturday, and the floral fete on Easter Monday, besides tennis and bowling j tournaments. Tho arrival of tho Dread- | nought New Zealand is causing great excitci ment, isn’t it? I don't know whether it. is going to call here or not. Of course, it could not enter the harbour; but it could stand out in the roadstead. I think 1 that, in fairness to tho community, it should call at as many ports as it possibly can, and give tho people an opportunity of seeing it. for they may not get the chance of seeing it again. I hope that wc shall not sec it at war anyway, for I think that war is about the last thing that any country should resort to. ' ’Tis a pity that it could not be done away with altogether. I daresay it will bo in time. The people are more enlightened now than they were five or six hundred years ago. Then they did hardly anything else but fight with one another. It does seem barbarous when you think of it. Cannot those differences which cause war be settled in a more humane wav than by blood? Is it right that thousands of lives should be sacrificed, and thousands oi homes and lives wrecked, all for selfish ' gains? I think that the methods and modes of the Dark Ages should bo ex--1 changed for a method more in keening with the advancement of t’-e people. Who would say “No”? Have you had many mushrooms in Dunedin? They are vert • plentiful around hero. I think it is very i late in the season to be having them, slid | I believe they are more plentiful now ’ than they were in the beginning of tho season. I expect there will be great shoals after this rain. Now. Dot, as the hands ; of the clock are bordering on the “ woo ! stun,’ ” hours. I shall bring this letter to a close, with love to all tho L.F. and vouri self. —Yours truly, ALLIE. | [War is terrible, Allie; but I am afraid that the time for universal peace is not j yet. Before that is possible \vb must reach | that stage referred to by Burns “when I man to man the world wide o’er shall I brithers bo.”—DOT.] I Dear Dot,—As I have just seen my last | letter iu the Otago Witness. I thought that j I would again try to find some news to ; send to you. I suppose you have scon, by . the papers that we have boon having more j than our share of earthquakes. The Last one was yesterday evening, about 10 ! minutes past 6. The first one wo had was j the worst so far, and I am sure that everyi body in Westport is hoping that wo are not j going to have any more. A good many chimneys were thrown down, and some of | the shops lost a good deal of crockery. Tho I Post Office is cracked in a good many j places, and every time I have to go near it
I always Jjpe that Ihere is not going fco ba an earthquake, and the tower fall down, on top of me. Have you over been to eeo Hugard the Magician, who is at present touring the Dominion? I went to see him last night, and his tricks wore very good l . Miss Myra Errington, who is travelling with him, sings very beautifully—no screeching to get the top note. One cannot even see her breathe when she is singDid you have an enjoyable holiday at Easter, Dot? I bad a very good tirad, Out for picnics, nearly every day. Ob Good Friday my chum and I nut up aomo lunch and wont down to tho beach. Wo took off our shoes and stockings, and got dreadfully sun-burnt lying about in the sun on the sand'. The only thing that spoilt our day (and! our dinner too) was tho sand, Tho wind was dreadfully strong, and sana was flying in all directions, and seemed specially directed toward our lunch-basket, We ended up the day by going to tho Pictures, and saw a very funny picture, in which John Bunny was taking tho leading part. I always enjoy hie pictures very much. Have you ever seen any pictures in which he is taking the leading part. Dot? I also like the pictures in which Maurice Costello is acting. 1 must now close my letter. Dot, as the mail is closing in ten minutes’ time.—Yours truly, MARY OF ARGYLB.
[The Post Office, if I remember rightly, was not open for business when I passed through Westport about a year ago. I remember going into a little back place to send telegrams. What a pity it is so badly damaged. I have seen a good many pictures in which both tlho gentlemen you mention were taking part, and enjoyed them too. —DOT.] Dear Dot, —Ink is cheap and time in hanging, so I thought 1 would write a few lines to you while 1 have the time. Owing to Waipoii breaking down the other week the Roslyn Woollen Mills have to work overtime, as it affected them very much, losing a, solid week’s work—that moans .500 girls were idilo during the time the power was off, because rlie mill is driven by electricity. A friend and I had the pleasure of going down to meet Possum and my other big sister. The fun we had! lb was better than a circus. Tho noise tho girls made was something terrible. Fancy, yourself walking up the road with a girl and she lots out an unearthly yell because a little boy behind rite hedge throws out a light. “ Oh, those nervous girls! ” M y friend said to mo, "Come on the other eido of the read,” or something to that effect, because his arm was getting tired through lifting his cap to about .150 girls in three minutes. Do reckons 1 am a hard nub to crack because I speak to all tho girls. They all know me. for I see them every day in the week, except Sunday, and theft'' I see a few of them. A very lively interest is being taken in tho mayoral elections up tins way, a« every man is fighting for his own. and it is nothing but; ‘‘Who is going to get in?” Bill Belcher, of course! He’s the one for the working man, and 1 would like to sec him get in myself; though I have no vote I lake a groat interest in the elections as they coins along my way. The weather is looking very bad, and it scorns as if wo are going to get a change. It will rain anyhow oa Sunday, because it always does the day after I clean my cart and harness. It ia too bad of the weather to treat mo like that. Dot. What say you? Can you supply mo with a weather gauge to tell mo when to wash my cart and clean my harness. If you can, it would bo very good of you or any other D.L.F. who could work out this problem. A Band of Hopo lias been started in tho Roslyn district, and I have been appointed leader for the boys’ side to see who can bring along the most members for the band against the girls. «o I have my work cut our to beat trio girls, as you know their cunning ways; and so I am working with all my heart and soul. Horse-breaking is off for a while, or i don’t think I could write so often. I am giad, because there is always a lot of n’eka attached to it, and it dues not do to geb hurt too often. Roslyn Scour, is a great boy for the horses, and lie is called Broncho Bill over here or Tistlcs. Every time you see h : m about bo either has a bridle, a small piece of harness, or ho is riding a horse. 110 is horse mad. Well, Dot, t think I will close this scdbblo, with beat wishes to you and all D.L.F. associated with tho page and club.—Yours truly , W. W. L. [While 7 hope you will secure a largo number of members, I am not cure that T would like the bovs to beat the girls.— DOT.] Dear Dot, —I have I>eeii so busy writing homo that I have not been able to writer to you sooner. I am going to toll you about our trip up in tho boat. Going down tho harbour wo wore up oil dock waving to our friends. Well. Dear Dot, on.c thing I am glad to tell you. I was not sick. When wo got outside the Hoads we had nothing to look at but tho -wide stretch of sea, so wc walked about till it was getting dark, then with tired limbs and sleepy eyes went to bed. On waking in tho morning wo were not yet in Lyttelton Harbour. I wa3 just going to say to my sister Magdalen, “Xo sign of land vet,” when we saw a piece of rock and found wc were just going into the harbour. I do not know exactly what time we "ot mi to the wharf. I told mother that wo "got in at G a.m.. because we were supposed to get in at that time, but I think it was nearer 7. Collecting onr fcagu and boxes we went over to the station, but owin'* to the numbers travelling wo con. (l not got onr tickets, so we had to wait for the next train. When we got to Cnristchurch wc had some fruit and some lunch. After a long wait onr train came, and w« got to the college at ludf-paat 7. A riddle; My first is a, she and not a. he, Mv second is a verh " to be,” My third is to drink in tiny drops. My wh.olo is found in tho south of the U.S.A. I will dose now. With lets of love to all the D.L.F. and yourself,—Y'curs truly. KARA. fl am glad you are such a good sailor, Kara, and that you had such a nice trip to T.vttclfon. Many thanks for tiie riddle.— DOT.] Dear Dot, —We have been having very windy weather here; but it has been a lovely day to-day. Wc have had one night’s frost hero already, so I suppose wo will have a cold winter. The farmers won’t like the frost coming so early, as most of them haven’t all their grain in yet. My brother and another man have a potato crop in this year, rnd. it was getting on all right till one day last week. One morning they went out to hrvvo a look at it, end all the shawls of the potatoes were as black as though there had boon a fire there. It was tho frost that did it. They are in a hurry to get tho potatoes dug now Vfore tho frost does any moro harm. I fed rather londv now that I have left school, ns I eeo my old
schoolmates only once a week, and then I don’t see all of them. There are such a lot of people going away from hero jus* now, and there are not many left. They have all gone to Timaru; but some of them are wishing thev were back again. There are five D.L.F. amongst them, and I miss them very much. My sister has just been away to Timaru for a week's holiday, and she likv.3 the place fine. She was staying at my aunt’s place, and my cousin and she were just going over the time when they kept house white mother was away for three weeks holiday. They had just left school then, » you may know they weren t very good at cook ing They had five boys and father and mj2Sff to look after, so they had their work cut out They used to leave scones in the o\eu all and they would be as hard a* bricks°in the morning. My brothers used to tease the life out of them about it but they didn’t carp. If it happened to be a that was left hi the oven of would have it all eaten before mybrothers knew anything about it. My cousin , sho doeS know how we all survived that Sat zrto [I am sorry you feel ioneiy, dear but you will find that other interests will soon cccui. your leisure hours. —DUI.J Dear Dot—l was very pleased to see my last letter in the Witness. You , " know how w<? get the wild hone}. % , , big trees in the bush, end when i l ~ing .bo«t . bole «£ troo wo fell the tree. Then we light a are S smoko out the bees, after which we There °arc pigeons bush ako. Sr rl thank you very much, Father 0 Flynn, WhaT I SSs orthe o’be£?-DOTJ 0 ’be£?-DOTJ account Ttlrf £$ Thursday evening, and kept on un i o early hours of Saturday morning. The town people had a very trying time also smne of hST e aud S^ttle°, £ wtile £ others S“Sr4 0.1.- river -o si is SWA X 4 swept on toward the bridge. Jus Sed it the house fell to pieces, and furniture was floating down the river in aU ch c tioiiH It is said the occupants of the house r "Sn* 5 H£* d°.T' wt'dwTuP ™ ’.w'srrndny'Cd deal. We arov , l r(v Everything was S’i ib” o. <4 fancy it »«" “'“.S’ ~, j would K’i. 1 ”““ l " ol , k . n of just ne 111 first There was. a lot ot wliprft “to fiwfirt nrsi. 11 ]..< ~, as it is a^wC^ a | ] 3e { or c before assistthey were there nvevo d t(J them . Fwd o wa3 ny sc"nt into the'mills by means of tnsX Sc” flood I subSed an wire tfies ind a ca£ Ce if iuu“t‘hav ‘horrid until Sunday. strange to see a tram on Sunday. Ihe Ilax mill only had the roof out of water, and all the fibre paddocks‘.worei under water £* well Well, now, I think this is all I can remember about the floods. As I was walking through the paper mils I was planning a nice long letter for you, and now 1 can t think of half of what I was going to tell you, and my letter is a 1 m a muddle, eo I will close. With kindest regards to all D.L.F., including your dear self,—Yours truly, KAHUI.
[Your letter is splendid reading, dear, and very interesting throughout. That dreadful flood' What an anxiou* time everyone must have had, and what a vast amount of damage has been done. I am so sorry for that poor family who lost their all. It must be shocking to have all your worldly possessions snatched suddenly from you.—DOT.]
Dear Dotl think you will agree with me when I say that I am a very lazy writer. I think it is nearly a year since I last wrote. That's nothing to be proud of, >3 it? I was at the Winter Show last year, and I came to the office twice in search of you, but you were away. Better luck next time. I am working at my aunt’s place. She has two dear little twin boys. They are 10 months old, and arc the greatest little pickles .gut. Winter is rapidly drawing near, and all the trees are begining to look bare. Yesterday and to-day were the two boat days wo have bad for a long time, and if it keeps like this for a while the farmers will be smiling, for they are wanting to got their crops in. Which do you like the beat for pets. Dot, dogs or cats? I like dogs, but my brother likes cats. He had about 12 or 13 running about our place, but dad thought it best to put a set on some of them. I have a little dog at borne called Joey Everyone knows Joey; lie’s a great pot. I saw Frosty the other night. I haven't seen a letter from her for a long time. My brother is a groat carpenter; he has a house away up in one of ohr trees. It is n very small box-like house, with only a sittingroom. but how he got it up there is more than I can understand. My youngest brother can scurry up and down those trees as quick ns lightning. One Saturday when 1 was homo nothing would do but I must climb np to see this house. It was as good as a play to see me getting up that tree. I don’t know bow long it took me to go up and down. My brothers can swing up aad down tho trees. When wo wore living down at tho old place I could climb the trees like any boy. Now, Dot. I think I have run out of news, so I will close. With If-ve to Frosty, Cream Rose, and yourself,—Yours truly. PRIMA DONNA. [I am very pleased to hoar from you once more, Prima Donna, ns yon have been silent for a long time. I shall look forward to seeing you on your next visit fo town. I am like yourself in my fondness for dogs, and certainly prefer thorn to cats. —DOT.]
Dear Dot. —It is a long time since we wrote to the page. We have a long way to walk to school, and we arc tired at night, so don’t do much writing. We often go for a walk in the bush, and get some lovely terns. We go to our sister’s place for lunch orery day, and our sister’s cat has eight
pretty little kittens. We like to see them playing on the rug in front of the fire and climbing over the fender. We have a hen with chickens, and one with two young turkeys. We were going for a row over the Waikawa River; but it is raining, so we can’t go. With love to all the D.L.F. and yourself,—Yours truly, TWO LITTLE PEARLS.
[I am pleased to hear from you again. I can quite understand how you do not feel -inclined to write letters after your long walk to and from school. —DOT.] Dear Dot, —This is my first letter to your page, and I wish to become one of your Little Folk. I like reading the Little Folk’s letters. We ride to school, my brother and I. White Iris told me she has changed her name. I forgot to ask her what her other name was. so could you tell me what it is? I went to school with her.—Y r ours truly, BLUEBELL.
[Bluebell, dear, you have forgotten to send me your correct name and address. All new members must do so. —DOT.]
Dear Dot, —It is a long time since I wrote to you last, and as it is wet to-day I shall write you a letter so that I may see it printed. We are milking a good number of cows for the factory; but they are not giving very much milk, owing fo the bad season. We have been having very high floods in Southland this year. The Mataura River overflowed its banks through the night, and flooded the low-lying country. This is all I have to say at present. With love to all D.L.F., —Yours truly, MACDUFF. [You do not say, Macduff, whether you milk any cows yourself.—DOT.] Dear Dot,—You will he numbering mo among the lazy writers, as it is nearly three years since I last wrote; but, Dot, do not think it is the want of interest, for every week I read the L.F. letters. I shall try to tell you how I spent Easter. I did not go anywhere, as a girl from town was staying with us. On Good Friday afternoon six of us went up the bush and had a picnic. True Aim and my brother lit the fire and boiled the hilly in double-quick style. After we had lunch we spent three hours rambling through the bush and gathering the loveliest ferns you ever saw. The banks of the little streams are overgrown with double crape ferns of a very pretty shade of green. On Easter Saturday it was too wet to go anywhere. On Sunday we climbed to the top of Trig Hill. It is a steep hill about a mile from our place. We left home at 12 o’clock, and arrived at the bottom of the hill about half-past. It looked so steep and high that we almost dreaded to start and climb it. We reached the top of it about half-past 1, after a tough climb over stones, as the hill is covered with larse stones. We declared it was worth our trouble coming up, as we got a splendid view of Port Molyneux and Owaka. Coming home we went through the bush to seo a lovely waterfall. We arrived home at half-past 3 fairly tired and covered with bid-a-bids —wretched things. On Easter Monday, as our friend had to leave by the 3 o’clock train, wo hadn’t time to go anywhere; so ended those holidays. Did you see the eclipse of the moon, Dot? Wo saw it very plainly here. I saw a letter from Kaka Beak and her s’ster last week. I know them both, as they live not far from here. I don’t think Kaka Beak knows my nom de plume. Do you, Kaka Beak? If Lighthouse Lassie sees this letter, would she kindly send me her address, as she is shifted from Moeraki, I think. Well. Dot. ns I am not much of a writer, I shall draw this uninteresting letter to a close. With love to Lighthouse Lassie, Groper, Baby Rose. Kaka Beak Mother’s Yursegirl, and yourself,—Yours truly, AZALEA.
[I am pleaded to learn tV-'t yon keep np your interest in tb? page. *Oll had a nice time during the holidav-8 after all. No, dear, I did not ace the ec]in»o. as the sky was overcast, and rain fell. —DOT.] Dear Dot, —We have been having good weather for a day or two. I suppose you have heard of the big floods we have been having. It did not come near ns, but we are not sorry for that. There has been a good deal of damage done to the railways about here, and several bridges have been washed away. It has been frosty for a few mornings; but that is a change from rain. The frost has cut down all our dahlias and nasturtiums; but the chrysanthemums will soon be out. Our violets arc beginning to come out, and some narcissi are showing through the ground. Well, Dot, I have not much news, so I shall tell von of some books I have rend. I read “ A Men From Glengarry” the other day. and I like it verv much. I have also read “ Glengarry Days.” A, few months ago I read “Little Women ” and “ Good Wives.” Have von read “Mrs Halliburton’s Troubles,” Dot? It is a very nice book. I think Mrs Henry Woods is the authoress. I have read several of Allen Raine’s hooks, and I think they are very good. Some are “ Torn Sails ” “ A Welsh Singer.” “ A Welsh Witch," “Neither Storehouse nor Barn.” “ By Banks.” etc. I like “The Coral Islands” and “The Gorilla-hnn! ors.” Mv 1012 school prize was by Sir Walt°r Scott, and Inst year I got the Girl’s Own Annual. Have von read “Bush Life in Australia and New Zealand”? It is a very interesting story of sheepfanning, bu'-hraneing. and carting. The New Zealand nart deals chiefly with Otago and Southland. I will close now. With kind regards,—Yours truly. -■ ' LOCH LAVENDER. [Von must be a great reader. Loch Lavender. I cannot recall reading “ Mrs Halliburton’s Troubles.” I have read most of Allen Rainc’s stories, and beard of her death with regret. “ Neither Storehouse nor Barn” was her last book.—DOT.] Dear Dot, —I think 1 will give you a description of the flood we had in Dipton. It rained steadily from Thursday night until Friday afternoon. The river had been rising for a good while, but about 2 o’clock on Friday afternoon it overflowed its banks. It flooded vorv quickly. and carried gorsc bu=hes and flax bushes before it. There were a number of sheep and cattle lost. There were no !nr”an lives lost, and that was the main thing. Two men were marooned on an island a!) night, foople living near the river had to move. There was not a fence standing. The water was 18in deep in one house. It was a good thing it was in the afternoon and not at night. On© two-roomed house was lifted un bodily and carried down stream. My little babv sister has chicken pox just now. We am having vorv cold. °tormy weather here. Wall. Dot. T think — is is' all this time. With love to Hilda’s Mate. Cream Rose. vTollis and vonrc'df—Wvnr= tmiv.
t'ttk DAIR MAID WITH OOLDKM LOCKS. PI do hope baby sister is better now. — DOT.]
Dear Dot, —At the present time it is rainin'? in torrents, and I was just repeating- a piece of poetry before it started, entitled “ Raining.” The two first lines of it are: ~ Outside it is raining. So inside I’m remaining.” My two brother? are at ebureb pumping the organ, but as it was so wet I did not go. I would have very much liked to go, as a missionary from Mew Britain is preaching.
His name is the Rev. Karl Schmidt, and ho is a very good speaker, as he was speaking at our Sunday school this afternoon. As Fairy Queen does not get the Witness every week, we send it to hor, and she says she is very glad to receive it. Well, Dot, as I have no more news to tell you I will close. With love to all the D.L.F., not forgetting yourself and the editor. But before closing I shall give the D.L.F. a few puzzles:—(l) Twenty-four white horses upon a red hill; now they are jumping and now they stand still. (2) Black and white, vet red all over.—Yours truly, GRACE PALOTTA. [lt is indeed kind of you to send Fairy Queen the paper. lam sure she will appreciate your thoughtfulness.—DOT.] Dear Dot, —It is nearly five years since last I wrote to you. We have shifted from Lmdhurst to Two Creeks, and it has rained very often since we came. We have four yellow kittens and a wee pup. We can see our old place from here. We have only one hen, and do not get many eggs. I have been playing scallywag for a long time this afternoon, and helped to mix grass seed. I shall write again soon. With love to all the D.L.F. and vourself,—Yours truly, DADDY’S PET.
[You have been silent a very long time, Daddy’s Pet, and we are glad to see a letter from you again. I am sure the one hen must be lonely.—DOT.]
Dear Dot,—l forgot about writing in the holidays, so my letter did not reach the post as it should have done. Have you had much lain in Dunedin? Wo have had wet weather nearly all last week. I shall give yon a piece of poetry which I think is very good:
“ I’ll try to be honest and upright And do all the good that I can; I’ll hold up my face, recover my place. And prove to my friends I’m a man.” With love to all L.F. and vourself, —Yours truly, SILVER WHIP.
[We have had, and are still having, a good deal of rain. Your lines are well worth bearing in mind always.—DOT.] Dear Dot, —This is my second letter to the page. It is nearly a year since I wrote my first letter. I was down in Dunedin for five weeks’ holiday a while ago, and I enjoyed it very much I have two brothers and two sisters. My younger brother is a signalman on H.M.S. Pyramus. He was on the Pioneer before. About a year ago he went to Colombo, and brought back some lovely shells and coral and a lot of curiosities that ho got over there. Don’t tire sailors have a lovely life ? Hockey is starting again here. Last year the hockey girls went to Arrowtown to play, and they had a splendid time. Do you like reading, Dot? I do. A few of the books I have read arc;—“Poppy,” "Uncle Tom’s Cabin,” “A Young Oxford Maid,” “Oliver Twist,” “The Arabs of Love Lane,” and a great many more. I got ray name out of “A Young' Oxford Maid.” It is about the time of the war between the King and the Parliament. How cold it is getting now! It will soon be winter now’, won’t it? It has been freezing here for a good while, and there was fog this morning. I shall have to close now. With love to Red Poppy, Butterfly, Spring Flower, and yourself,—Yours truly, LADY OTTERY. [Sailors visit many places and see many things which stay-at-homes do not; but I suppose the calling has its drawbacks. Yes, Ladv Ottery, I am very fond of reading.— DOT.] Dear Dot, —As I had nothing to do I thought I would write you a few lines. Yes, I coloured the map. I can draw a map of New Zealand from memory; but it is not a very good one. We are having a few fine days now, and it is all right after all the wet weather. Weren’t the floods something dreadful? There was such a lot of damage dene. We are having frost down this way now, and it is not too nice getting out in the mornings. As there is not much to write about I shall tell you all I know concerning the hawk. There is the sparrow hawk and the swamp hawk. The swamp hawk is of a brownish colour, and the sparrow hawk is brown, with very little white on it. The swamp hawk makes its nest in among the rushes. Their eggs arc about the size of a hen’s egg, and of a blueish tint. The swamp hawk lives on rabbits, mice, and birds. The sparrow hawk lives on birds of all kinds. It makes its nest in the bush. I think they generally make them on the hills. Its eggs are a little smaller than the other hawk. Have you ever seen a hawk chasing birds? 1 have many times. The hawk trios to keep the birds from getting into the bush, so as to have a better chance to catch them. The hawk is not a very destructive bird. It has very sharp claws, so that it can carry anything away that it catches. Well, Dot, it is getting late. I think I will close. With love to all Dio D.L.F., not forgetting yourself.—Yours truly, ' TOBY.
[Quite a nice letter on natural history. Toby. What you call the swamp hawk is better known as the harrier, called kahu by the Maoris.—DOT.] Dear Dot, —This is mv first letter to your page. May I join your happy band? I like reading the D.L.F. letters n the Witness, and so I thought I would write. I am 10 years old, and in the Fourth Standard at school. I am learning music. I know a few Little Folk. Wc have a dog and a cat. The dog is black and white, and the cat is black. I have four brothers and three sisters. I have a lot of pretty things in mv garden. All the primroses are just beginning to flower now. The inspector has been to our school, ami be stayed a whole dav. I was glad when it was all over. I like going into the manukas on a hot day. My brother and I go and ride on them, and they b-eak and we fall off. It is getting near winter now. The o*her dav a little snow fell, but it did not Inst. T will close now. With love to all the Little Folk and yourself,— Yours truly, NEW ZEALAND TT, fYou must nlease send mo your name and address. New Zealand 11. Your garden will look sweet when the primroses are out.— DOT.]
Dear Dot. —May I join your happy band? Wo have two miles to walk to school, and wo have a river to cross. It, has been very wot here for a few days; but it is a little better now. We live near the beach, and I like wading in the breakers. The bush imar our place is very pretty. We get the Witness, and I like reading tho Little Folk’s letters. I have a flower carden, and it ha = a. lot of flowers in it. There is a sawmill near our place, and I like to watch the men sawing the logs up. There are 12 children going to our school. I have been in Dunedin a number of times.—Yours truly. SKA MATDKY.
[You arc indeed fortunate to have both tho sea and tho bush so close at hand.—DOT.] Dear Dot, —It started snowing this morning, and in less than half an Lour everything was clad in beautiful white. Haven’t some places been considerably damaged by floods. Dot? Gore was very unfortunate, wasn’t it? Such a loss to storekeepers alone! I hone to have the opportunity of seeing H.M.S. Xcw Zealand when she arrives. I suppose there is sure to be a huge crowd to see
her. I have had only a week’s holiday this year. I was down at Invercargill, and I enjoyed it immensely, as we had lovely weather. I am sure anyone enjoys it better if they have good weather when they are travelling. The mill was here a week past to-day. We had very disagreeable weather at the time, and so that made matters worse. The Territorials are away at camp just now at Sutton. I have one brother away at it. and my other brother belongs to the Mounted Rifles. The measles were very prevalent in this district this year, but I have had tho luck to escape them so far. The deerstalking season has opened now. I do think it is cruel shooting those animals, as they are very pretty, I think. We see plenty of them here. We live only a mile from the Blue Mountains. There is a very pretty place called tho Black Gully near to us. A number of people go there for picnics. There were over 2000 at the monster picnic. I think I will bring this to an abrupt finish. With best love to _ all the D.L.F., not forgetting your own dear self, —Yours truly, HYDRANGEA. [Glad to hear of your enjoyable holiday, dear.—DOT.] Dear Dot, —It has been raining nearly all day to-day, but it has eased off a bit new. I know Geranium I, J. S. C., Little Mab, and Frosty Joe. At the send-off to the last teacher on Friday night I was talking to F. J. and L. M.. and I asked them if they were D.L.F. They said “Yes,” and told sue their N.D.P.’s. We have started to lift our potatoes now. There is a pret-.y fair crop. We have thrashed our oats, and they yielded between 40 .and 50 bushels to the acre. We have a little pup named Towscr, and when the hens are being fed lie runs in among them, scattering them right and left. He has had a few whippings for it, but ho doesn’t mind. I want to change my name, Dot. My reason is that ray mate up here says that if I sign myself Kauri, ho will start and write under the name of Kauri Pine. With love to Frosty Joe, Little Mab, and yourself,—Yours truly.
ROB ROY. [lt is not absolutely necessary to send your name and address with every letter, only with the first, and when wanting autos or a badge. At the same time it is a convenience to have them, as I am then able to keep a check on the duplication of N.D.P.’s. —DOT.] Dear Dot, —It is snowing to-day, and the snow on the ground is very deep. We had three days’ holiday from school for Easter. Wo had our surprise visit tho other day. I hope I will be able to go and see our ship tire New Zealand. It must bo a large vessel. I did not go anywhere for my holidays, as we had our auntie and cousins visiting us. I saw a letter from Bed Hawthorn. She goes to cur school. W,e are playing rounders now. We got a ball the other day. We have just got rid of tho mill; we had it three days ago. Wo are getting visitors, who are going out deer stalking. There is something taking our eggs; wo think it is a ferret. We are milking three cows. I did not go to school to-day. as it was too wet. My brother is away in camp at Sutton. He will be away a fortnight. - I would not like to be them if it is snowing like it is here. I got a nice book for a Christmas present. My sister was away for a holiday in Invercargill; she enjoyed herself immensely. I got a money box at our school picnic, and a looking-glass. I don’t think I will Ire able to tell you anything more. With love to hoi, Rod Hawthorn, and yourself,—Yours truly, SALLY OUR COOK.
[I should hardly think camp is the most comfortable place in wet weather, but still I suppose it makes one hardy and bettor able to appreciate tho comforts of home life.—DOT.] Dear Dot, —We are having very wet weather here just now. It was a lovely day yesterday, and to-day it is raining nearly all the time. We are milking two cows at nights and 18 in the mornings. Wo have 223 slieep now. The men are all taking their sheep down to the station to be dipped. We took ours down yesterday, but we didn’t take the pet lambs. I have been away from school two days this year. Wo have a little duck. Wo set a lien on 12 eerprs, and one got broken, and we hroughti tho others inside, and only two of them came out, and we have only one out of the lot. I will have to close now. With love to Queen Muriel, Daisy Blackburn, and all tiro other D.L.F. and yourself,—Yours truly, PEEPSIE.
[You were unfortunate with your ducks—the sole survivor will bo quite a pet, I suppose. —DOT.] Dear Dot, —I have left school now, so I will have more time to write to you. I am working in a. grocer’s store, and I like it very much. ° I need not go about hungry, as there are always plenty of biscuits and cheese in the shop. I went up for the civil service last year, but unfortunately I failed. I got a mark book the other day. and I found out that I failed in geography, being eight marks under the pass. We have had very rough weather lately. To-day it has l>con snowing, and the hills arc white with snow. The people at Gore must have had a lively time. It is impossible for this place to bo under water, as it is built on top of a hill. The football season is approaching fast, and I wish it was now time to ha handling the leather. Wc have a team up here. They wore successful in gaining the possession of the banner last year, and I hope they are again successful. The claims about here are working steadily just now, as there is a good supply of water coming in from the back. Bed time is approaching, so I will have to bring my short letter to a finish ; I must close" now. With love to all the L.F., — Yours truly, OBION.
[I am sorry you were unsuccessful in your examination, Orion. , Are you going l to try again? If so I hope vou will be successful. — DOT.] Dear Dot, —As it is too wet for me to go to church, 1 thought I would send you a few lines. We have finished harvesting, and are expecting the thrashing mill any day now. Wo have had a lot of rain lately. There was a great flood down here, but wo didn’t get any of it. I think Gore fared tho worst: part of the Mataura Paper Mill was washed away. Two houses from Mataura, straw stacks, sheaf stacks, and stocks camo down the river. A Lass From Carlowrie and I went down to sec the flood at Wyndham. Wo hiked as far as wo could, and walked over the railway bridge. I didn’t like it, but my mate was more used to it than I. When we crossed tho bridge wo walked along the railway lino; when wo got on to the read we got in my father’s trap and drove all round Wyndham township; then wo drove buck to the traffic bridge, and got our bikes and hiked along to a creek that was flooded, and wo got blocked in the rnud, so we hail to turn back. Wo went to Edcndalo and back homo to milk the cows, and then to church to finish tho day. Since I last wrote to you I have been at two dances. Quo was a send-off to tho school mistress at Kdendalo. and tho other was a football dance, and I enjoyed myself at both. I saw a good few at the football dance, Burns's Bonnie Jean. Happy Queen, L. K. G., Garton Oats, Killarney’s Mate, A Lass
From the South, and A Lass From Oarlowrie. There is hardly a flower to be seen in our garden just now. Wo had lovely weather for Easter. I went for a- drive on Good Friday A Lass From Carlowrie and ' v . en * i fo r ® bike ride on Easter Saturday. Killarney’s Mate and I went for a ride on Easter Sunday. I think this is all the news this time. With best love to L. K. G., Dynamite, Frolic, and all my D.L.F. comrades, not forgetting yourself,—Yours truly, SHEILA. [You have been having quite a gay time, Sheila. Flowers are everywhere scarce at present.—DOT.]
Dear Dot, —As many of my correspondents are asking me when I am going to write, I think it about time I started again. Harvesting is over now, and yet we are still busy, as w,o are at the potatoes, digging and picking. A Lazy Drone and I are the two pickers, so we try and see how many bags we can fill in a day. Well, Dot, last letter • ",r° te told me to tell you w’hat “crowing meant. It is not crowing like a rooster mo rmng but standing on the stack I ‘‘rowing the sheaves from the forker on the dray to the stacker. A Country' Maid 11,. 1 ! 1 -Inrorcargill now, so w© are getting scattered I suppose you have heard about i -r°? d by thls time, Dot. Wasn’t it dreaaful to think of. Mr Wragge, the proF n Australia, says there is going '“ W another flood in Otago and Southtml' S n , the , p ™ r who caught it List fW r VI Ibe *? tt i er P re P ar ed for it this time. •! 1 hope that there won’t bo any more, don t you Dot? Well, Dot, I think I v.uli c and make a point of writing more W fc< M i aS vn . 6 _, L ' ass sa ys. once a month, r■) I( %u t 0 A m.° unfTy Milid - A Lazv Drone, Lilac, Thyme, Thyme’s Mate, White Violet. Ty-re Lass, and all the other L.F., not forgetting yourself,—Yours truly,
LITTLE CUPID. . L T l ,a ;/ k J'9 U ’ for your .-explanation about crowing.’—DOT.]
I cPv 0t ;~ May i l , J° in s'° ,lr happy band? i am six jears old, and am in the First at iv^! e aro fin ished harvestrfo, Dld , yoa hoar about the flood, -Ltot? Our creek was flooded, but it never t!l ®, house. Our neighbour’s land DDF Tl! CCr Wat an 1 k ?f w a good f eW Irnf 'vr-n 7 , Ure Thyme.'Parsley. Thyme’s Mate, W illowbourne, A Country Maid, Jean, a J \ 7 't Cupid, Bobbiedear, and A Lonely Violet. Well, Dot. I will close. With best love to all the L.F., not forgetting yourself,—Yours truly.
rn , . , LILAC. [Certainly you may join us, Lilac. I am DOT ]° U haVG S ° me L - F ' Licnds about you.-
JS" flood hcr ° i««t a Lt i Fl ,'! day 11 was very wet, so S hardly any children at school. I ho road was flooded over. I could hardly swift we ° ac ; be T' l u c 1 th ; 0 water was very When got a hal . f lday fihat Friday. When we were coming home I. my two brothers, and another girl took ’off our boots ! lld m | ll f l 1 ln ‘he water. I was glad when 4 i,°V r T C , r<>cks werc all flc «fied. floors D °t ’ 1 f"r k ,a ' e 6aid enough about floods It is hailing to-day. Easter is over; how time does fly. My father is away lo Invercargill to-day. I think you will not bo able to r ead this scribble, Dot. Wo are getting a week’s holiday at the end of this month. I have to go and set the tea now, Dot, so I will close. With love to all the D.i'. and Queen Dot,—Yours truly, SHAMROCK. [I used to think it great fun when a child to walk a.ong and let the water flow over my feet but am -afraid I am too bi<» now to paddle.—DOT.] Dear Dot, It must be over a year since I last wrote; but time does fly. It is a good thing that there aro others who write more often than I do. I saw Lively Lover’s letter in print last week. It is a long time since I saw her. The last time she was up her bike punctured on her road home, so s-he had to walk th,o rest of the way. ’ Wo have been having a few sharp frosts, but it is quite a change this morning—it has been raining pretty hard all day. I am sure we have had plenty of rain for a while. Wo are milking only 32 cow-s now in the morning, and throe at night. My sister and I milk them at night, -and my two brothers help in the morning. They are not giving much milk now. The factory will be stopping at the end of the month. The ladies of St! Mark’s Church, Riversdale, are giving a bazaar in aid of the church on the 15th and 16th of May, so I hope it will be a good night, as I intend to go up both nights. Well, dear Dot, I must close now. With best wishes to Lively Lover, Thyme’s Mate, not forgetting yourself,—Yours truly, PARSLEY. [I suppose you will no - ’ be sorry to have a rest from milking now that the cold weather has come? But then there will be no cheque from the factory at the end of each month.—DOT.] Dear Dot, —The weather is very unsettled up here. The Forth, South, and Middle Schools had a picnic. They went to Waimate. It was a lovely day. Our baby is II months old now, and is beginning to point to things. Pelorus Jack is living in the North Island now. I wish she would hurry up and write to the page. Next time I write to her I will tell her to write. I will send you a piece of poetry. It is called “Bathing In the Sea”: The first time Dick went bathing He came with all of us. And though the sea was calm as calm Ho made a dreadful fuss! And suddenly wo heard him shout: A crab had nipped his too; And all across the beach ho run As fast as he could go. It’s different now, for in the sea Dick so much loves to stay; If nurse did not fetch him out He’d splash there half the day. That piece of poetry is in a prize my brotTier got at school. Just now I am reading a took called “ Taimlowood Tales.” I got it last year at school for a prize. There ore 255 pages in it. There are six stories in it; the names are, “ The Minotaur,” “ The Pygmies,” “ The Dragon’s Teeth,” “ Circe’s Palace,” and “The Golden Fleece.” , My mother gave me the “ Girl’s Own Annual ” for a birthday present. It cost nine shillings. I am going to write once or twice a month to the page if I can. I will clo&o now with a riddle: Why is the bark of a little dog just like the heart of a tree? With love to all the. Little Folk and yourself, Dot, —Yours truly, WOODBINE. Dear Dot, —I didn’t go to Stewart Island as I told you in my last letter I intended, owing to my mother’s health not keeping too good. I therefore stopped at Lome to keep her company. On Good Friday night Poisum, Hebs, Sally, W. W. L., a.nd two others went down to meet Elmo Athol, and left me. at home to go to bod by myself. Don’t yon think that was too bad of them, Dot? Bright Eyes stopped at our place for a fortnight, and she enjoyed herself very much. Bright Eyes is Elmo Athol’s nick-
name, or that is what I called hex when she was here, and I think it suds her down to the ground, as she is always bright and happy. Sorry to say, the time went too quickly ioi her; but it doesn’t matter, as she is coming to stop again soon. My chickens are 16 strong now; I get no eggs at present. Well, Dot, X was going to tell you about a pony I was riding during the holidays, but I am getting tired, so I will close. With love to you and all L.h.,— Yours truly, ROSLYA SCOTjT. [I am sure mother is proud of you for your unselfishness. Elmo Athol seems to radiate sunshine wherever she goes, so your name is most appropriate. What breed of fowls do you go in for ?—DOT.] Dear Dot,—l have at last taken tip the pen to write to you. My grandfather is stopping with ns for a holiday. He is from Dunedin, and ho tells me that you are a little girl like myself. We have a little cal , and I want you to give it a name, ihe winter will soon be here, and it will he very cold. Is there any snow down your way/ I am coming down to Dunedin for my holiday, so I might come and see you. i thing I will close. —Yours truly, CABBAGE LEAF.
[I am obliged to grandfather for his good opinion. Before I could venture to suggest a name for the calf I must know its sex. It would give me pleasure to have a chat with you, dear, if you call. —DOT.] Dear Dot, —Once again I take it into my head to writ© to the page, as it seems quite a long time since I last wrote. I have quite recovered from my home-sickness. It soons wears off. I have heard of a number of girls who go home, and when they go back to their work they are quite homesick; but it is time I got out of that. M ell, I uiust tell you a little about the weather. It is very cold up here just now, especially in the mornings between 5 and C. It is raini:ig very hard to-day. I suppose you heard about the Territorials’ encampment at button. I was troing out to see the camp, hut owing to the bad day I was unable to. 1 was very disappointed indeed. I have heard it is a nice sight to see, but if all goes well and weather permits I will be going on Thursday, as a number of the Jlaitangata hoys will he up. Well, Dot, I shall try to write a much longer letter next time, as 1 have quite a lot of correspondence to do and it is time I was preparing for bed. i do not know any D.L.F. up this way. My sister, Linnet’s Mate, is about as lazy as myself at writing. She is a very long time writing to me, too. I must come to a conclusion. With kind resards to all D.L.F., not forgetting Linnet 'Linnet’s Mate, Yum Yum, Melhn s Food, Pete, and Dot,-Yours
[I do hope you have a fine day to visit the encampment. So glad you have recovered from your homesickness. So long as you remember that after all “there is no place like home” one feels very miserable. DOT.]
Dear Dot—lt has been very wet weather up here lately. It was snowing yesterday. Our teacher has left her© now, and we have not got a new one yet. The flowers arc withering now. but the violets are coming out again. We have had a lovely hedge of sweet peas, and they are not passed yet. Dear Dot, there is another girl who calls herself Nellie Bly, too. I have been writing much longer than she has, because I saw her first letter not very long ago, and I have been writing for four years. Will I have to change my name? Our hens are laying very well lately. Tully Shernev is a schoolmate of mine, and her father has a nice motor car now. My father is rabbiting just now. My little brother says he is going to set some traps and get some money for himself and buv a donkey. Mother taught me to knit, and I can start a stocking by myself. I knitted a little pair of slippers for the baby, and I am going to help mother to knit some more. Mother has knitted five pairs of stockings since New Year. I can also do fancy work, too. There arc a good many mice about just now. and we can hear them in the pantry. There were two in the pan of milk this morning. It is all right for the cats, because they get the milk, cream, and mice. My father savs he might take me into town for the Winter Show, and I would like to come and see you. The rain we have had up here has flooded the Clutha River, and it got into some of the peorde’s houses and damaged a lot of grain. A friend of mine gave me such a pretlv silver brooch with gold leaves on it. With love to all the D.L.F., not forgetting yourself,— Yours truly, ’ NELLIE BLY.
[I hope the other writer signing your name will adopt some other N.D.P. Do not change yours. I am delighted to learn that you have t/alcm to knitting and fancy work. I shall he delighted to have a chat with you if you call.—DOT.] Dear Dot, —This is my first letter to your page. I am Cabbage Leaf’s brother. I hope you will let me join vour happy band. I am nine years old. When the snow comes I will lie able to slide, and it will be very cold. With love to all He D.LF.—Yours truly. INKY FINGERS.
[Wo will gladly enrol you as a member, Inky Fingers. You did not send your own name and address, and although you are Cabbage Leaf’s brother, that is scarcely sufficient should it be necessary to write to you.— DOT.]
Dear Dot, —It is some time since my first letter appeared in the Witness, so I am writing again. We had nine Indian runner ducks, but two of them died suddenly a little while ago. We have a new school master at Waikawa now', and I am getting on all right with my lessons. Since mv letter I was lost in the bush with my two brothers; but Firefly told vou all about that. I have a sheep and a lamb of > %, y own. and I sell 11 " : r wool. A whale came up on the Haldane Beach a long wM'e ago, and I went out to see it. My father came home from town just a few days ago, and he brought me a book called “ Jacob’s Sunbeam." It was plain to see the book had been wet. and he savs it was in the flood at Gore.— Fours truly. ARMS. LEGS, AND YELL. [So glad you are progressing well at school. Being “ bushed ” must have been rather a startling experience.—DOT.] Dear Dot, —It is a very' long time since I last wrote to the dear old page, so I thought I would like to start again. We have finished cutting now, and are leading in. I think the country here is very pretty, but verv damn. The weather is very unsettled lately, and I_ see bv the papers there, lias boon a very’ big flood in Gore. There wore two or throe washouts in the railway line coming out here, so it stooped the train from runningfora time; hut it has started again They sav Gore was like a sea, and I would have liked very much to have seen it, because the water was 6ft deep in the main street. Some of the houses were under water, and others were washed away. The windows of the ebons were broken, aud things were floating down the street. Some of the oat stacks and potato crons were washed away. The grocer’s hor=e and cart was washed away, and one of tbhorses drowned. Butter, eggs, loaves, and manv other tilings were washed hero and there along the hanks. Three little boys made a raft and went for a sail on tha
flooded waters. They put the raft on the water and got on, but no sooner had they left the bank than they were swept round and round until one boy jumped off and caught hold of a flax hush. Another caught a branch of a willow tree, and the other one caught another flax hush, and this is the way they were found. Many of the live stock were drowned, and they are having big sales of spoilt goods in Gore. The water which lay in the gullies was bad enough, but I was thankful we live on the hill. 1 think we are going to have a change in the weather. We were busy weeding the flower beds and transplanting the flowers to-day. Do you like gardening, Dot? I do. Our little calf died the other day, and we were so sorry for the poor little thing, for now the cow has none, and it is always looking for it everywhere. I will close now. With best wishes to all the D.L.P., not forgetting yourself. Dot, —Yours truly, APRIL FOOL.
[Yes, I am very fond of gardening, but, unfortunately, cannot devote as much time to it as I should like. What a pity the calf died! lam sure its mother will be very lonely.—DOT.]
Dear Dot, —It is almost a year since I last wrote to you. Wc have had some terrible floods down this way. Most of the paddocks round about were nothing but a sea of water. The weather is changeable yet. Oreti has had the measles. She was in bod four or five days, and White Heath and I were glad when she got up, because she was continually calling out for some of us when she was getting better. She was very quiet the first two days she was in bed. On Good Friday we all went to Fern Hills in the motor car. It was a lovely day, and we enjoyed our ride very much; but we were very glad to get home, as we were starving. Oreti is learning to play the piano, and she is a good little player for the short time she has been playing. She will be a better player than White Heath yet. Barton Bros.’ Circus is coming to Winton to-morrow night, and I am looking forward to a good night, as we are all going. I have not seen Brown Eyes for some time, as she is away home. Her mother has not been keeping well lately. We got the chaffeutter in to-day, but did not cut any chaff, as it was too wet. We have all our thrashing done, and I am very glad, as it is not very nice having to get up at 3 or 4 o’clock in the morning to cook breakfast for a number of men. Wc all went to Eiverton for a ride in the motor car little while back. It is lovely riding round in the car; but it is just one day’hard work to wash and polish it. This is the second letter I ha%-e written this week; but we have two very mischievous boys here, and one of them tore it up. 1 must close now. With love to Shining Sunbeam, ‘Milk Can, and Brown Eyes,—Yours truly, MARIANINA. [Motoring is delightful in fine weather, but if one has to clean and polish' the car after a four when the roads are muddy, it would appear to have its drawbacks.—DOT.l Dear Dot.—Our cat caught six little birds to-day and gave them to her kittens. I caught two rabbits this morning in traps. We have only 16 cows milking now. Dad came home and brought me a hook called “ Jenny’s Little Black Friend,” and he said it had been in the flood at Gore. We have a new teacher, and I like him. It has been raining very hard all to-day. I am in the Fourth Standard, and am 12 years old. This is all I have to say this time. —Yours truly, IVY GREEN. [I suppose the kittens rejoiced over their meal, but I do feel sorry for the we© birds.— DOT.] ' Dear Dot,—You will think I have forgotten the page, but I have not. Wc have been having wet weather up here, but to-day it was fine. I have read a good many books since 1 last wrote to the page. Some of the farmers have their crops cut, but very few have them brought in yet. Dear Dot, are you going to sec the battleship if it comes into the Heads? The inspector was here for the surprise visit the other day. In the holidays I had fine fun, for I was at the beach. We get the Witness weekly, and I enjoy reading it. I thought Ivy Diamond’s letter was very interesting. It is nearly seven months since I last wrote to the page. The trees are very pretty now, as they have all turned red. Have you any flowers out in your garden, Dot? I have none in mine. What flower do you like best, Dot? I like violets. I think I like reading belter than anything else. I am reading a very interesting book called “ Mellxmrne House,” by E. Wetberell Have you ever read it. Dot ? There are some wild strawberries growing in the gullies. There has been a mist over the sea nearly all day, but it cleared up about 3 o’clock this afternoon. I am in Standard V at school. Were you at the Garden Fete, Dot ? 1 was not, but I saw the photos of the pretty babies and the children’s playgrounds. Well, I think I shall have to close now. With love to Violet Leaf and all the other D.L.F and yourself,—Yours truly, INITIAL. [I should not like to say that I have any particular flower as a favourite above all others: they are all so lovely in their season. “Melbourne House” is an ok! friend.— DOT.] Dear Dot, —I am only nine years old, and I thought that I would like to write to you. I ride four miles to school on a little pony. I am in the Third Standard, and I like school very well. We have our term holidays in about three weeks, and I hope it will be fine weather. There are only 10 children going to our school. The shearing machines are being put up in our woolshed now. Wo are having very wet weather here, and it was snowing this morning We have four dear little black-and-tan puppies, and we have great fun playing with them. We have a pink-and-grey parrot, and it talks very well. This is all I have to tell you, so I must stop now.—Yours truly, LITTLE MAY. [You are well off in the way of pets. Little M-av—a pony, four puppies, and a parrot DOT.]
Dear Dot.—Having seen my last letter in print, I thought I would pen von a few lines. Wo had terrible floods ' the other week: the largest ever scon since 1878. so that is a good many years ago. It commenced to rain about 5 p.m. on the Thursday. and didn’t stop until about 3 p.m. next day; but I think that there must have been heavy rain on the hills pretty well all day Thursday, or else we wouldn’t have had such a flood. The water was all round the place that I am working at. but I am very pleased to say that it didn’t g.et inside. Our district came off very lucky, considering what other places lost. What a terrible loss there must bo for the people in Gore, I sco by the papers that you have had plenty of water up your way too, White Violet. It must have been pretty strong when it carried two houses down stream. One of father’s cousins left ?Cew Zealand on a. voyage to England on the 2uth March. He left Bluff at 5 p.m. on the Tuesday by the Maunganui, and arrived at Melbourne on the following Sunday. He left Melbourne on the 2nd April by the Ostcrley. so he will be getting used to the water by now. I don’t think I would like to bo on the water tor six weeks. My grandfather and one of my aunts went to England for a trip 11 years ago. They left Wellington on 2nd April,
1902, and got back to the Bluff in November. They went via Cape Horn, and came back via Suez. We had a very sharp frost this morning, and by the feel of things I think there will be another to-night. We had a lovely day to-day after the frost. I went for a bicycle ride this afternoon. I have had my sister’s bicycle ever since I came over here, but 1 am getting one of my own soon, so I will be right then. One of my cousins was staying over here for her holidays at Easter, so I persuaded her to write to you. but we haven’t seen her letter in print yet. Her N.D.P. is Camelia. I don’t think A White Violet will know who I am, but I know who she is. Our minister is getting a farewell social and presentation next Monday night, so I - will write and tell you about it. Well, Dot, I think I will have to stop. With love to A White Violet, Camelia, and yourself,—Yours truly. VIOLA. Dear Dot, —Axe you having much rain down your way? Wo have been having same up Ixero. Were not the floods fearful? Did you get flooded out? It did a great deal of damage to the new bridge. There was a lot of timber stuck in the old bridge. The water was right over the foot-planks too. I see in the Witness that there were a great number of houses washed away. We have got all our harvest in now, but my uncle has got some out in stock yet. The flood washed one of our troughs away. It was right over our fence. It has been raining here to-day. The farmers have had a bad time for harvesting this year. Do you like reading. Dot ? I do. I don’t think there was. any church service to-day, and this is Communion Sunday. Last church Sunday it was raining, and they put tho Communion Sunday off. I do not know any D.L.F. in the paper this week. I suppose you have got a lot of D.L.F. writing lo you still. I am looking forward to a letter from Heretaunga; I have not seen a letter from her in the paper for a long time. Nearly all the young men are away to camp. My sister is over staying at my granny’s place. She is helping her while my two uncles are away at camp. Granny has got four cows to milk, but my sister will help her to milk them. I will close now. With love to Briar Bush, Cherry Plum, and Heretaunga, not forgetting yourself.—Yours truly, EEC EOBIN. [The L.F. are so numerous, dear, that it is difficult to keep count of them all. Many join, but write so seldom that I am not always certain whether I should count them in—DOT.] Dear Dot, —I have just had tho measles, but I am feeling quite well now. I was in Dunedin for a fortnight at New Year. We wont to Colac Bay for cur school trip, and I enjoyed it. We went up to Fernhills for a motor ride. We milk three cows at night and five in the morning. We have three pigs. Wo have two kittens; one is black and white and the other is grey. I ■am eight years old, and am in the Second Standard at school. There was a flood here a fortnight ago. and a lot of the paddocks were covered witli water. We have a new church and a new hall. —Yours truly. OEETI. [So glad you are better, Or.eti. Hope you enjoyed your stay in Dunedin.—DOT.] Dear Dot, —I have taken a great interest in the letters of the Little Folk, and would like to join the happy band. This is my first letter to your column, and I do not know how I will shape. I am 16 years of age, and am working in a grocer’s shop. I have a flash horse to ride about on, and sometimes I have a big load. His name is Jack. He does not do much work, and that is why he is so fat and flash. My mother is away fo,- holidays just now, and I stay at my sister's place. John and I are setting traps for rabbits, which we send away. We are having bad weather up here. There was to have Iv-en a picnic here last week, but it was postponed on account of the weather. Well, Dot, as there is no more news, I will close. With love to you and all tho L.F., —Yours truly, SNOWFLAKE. [When writing to a newspaper, Snowflake, write on one side of the paper only.—DOT.] Dear Dot, Nearly all the farmers about here arc busy harvesting. My father has ail his crop in. "Wo Jiad our surprise visit at school ou Thursday. The insnector stayed all day. We are having very rough weather hero just Our hens are not laying well at present. We milk our cows only once a day now, as the days are getting so short and cold. It was snowing here this morning, but it is all off now. I know a few D L F about here; Bush Maid, Weening Willow’ Bushranger, and King of tho Seas arc my neighbours. I will stop now. as I have no more news. With love to Bush Maid Weeping Willow. Silver Bell, Snowdrift, Burns's Bonny Jean, Loreon Erroll, and all the other D.L.F., not forgetting yourself.—Yours truly PRINCESS ADA. [The arrival of the inspector seems to lie everywhere an anxious time. Princess Ada: and yet when you grow older and understand things better, you will realise that tho childron have no reason to bo afraid of his visits.—DOT.] AUTOS. Rena (Emily E. Watson, Pahia) wishes to exchange autos and correspond with any D.L.h. willing. J Father O’Flynn (care of Mrs Hayes, Ravenslca, Niagara) would like to exchange antes mine. Woodlands Lassie, Tough Ra" White Maori, Pinkie, and any other D L F willing ' ’ Joan of Arc (Johan Bower. Waiwera South) wishes to exchange autos with British Bov Onawai, and Dunstan. Little Cupid (Miss Sady Watt. Pyramid, via Gore) wishes to exchange autos or postcards with any L.F. willing. Toby (Ethel Watson, Pallia, via Orepuki) wishes to exchange autos with Pink Viola, Rhododendron A White Violet, and any other L.F. willing. J ANSWERS TO LAST WEEK’S RIDDLES Queen of the Lilies: (1) Because they hold pulled? 1 " 3 ’ 2 BcCaUSe the bc!] - r opea are DUNEDIN D.L.F. LITERARY AND DEBATING CLUB. Motto: “ Union is Strength.” . The above club hold its usual weekly meeting in Dot’s room. Lower High street, on April lo at S p.m. Those present were: h rancis (presxlont), Girlie (junior vico-preci-dent) Possum (C.M.R.), Creamy, Ellic Rh’ee 11. Dulcie, Chloe, A vice. Lavinia, Konev Blo=som, Heather Lassie, W. W. L., Silverdale Orsen, and two visitors. After the minutes of the previous week’s meeting had boon read and confirmed, tho president extended a cordial welcome on behalf of the club to the visitors for the evening, especially to Chloe. Ellio Ilhee, Honey Blossom, Avico, and Heather Lassie. Tho president then gave the members full information concerning the next week’s subject (April 22), which is to bo “ A Mock Trial by Jury.” The meeting then pioceoded with the debate for the evening—- " Does Modern Dress Need Reform?” Silver-
dale led for the affirmative side, in lien of Adelina, and was supported by Francis. Girlie led for the negative, and was supported by Elmo Athol. After the leaders had replied to the arguments' brought forward the vote taken resulted in a tie, five voting on each side. The subject for next week (April 22) is “A Mock Trial by Jury,” and on April 29 there will be an open meeting. All members are urged to send in as many papers as possible, as this meeting is left open to give every member a chance to write a paper on any subject. Tired and Possum sent in apologies for not being able to take their part in next week’s subject, on account of working overtime. Lavinia volunteered to take Tired’s place, and Chloe volunteered to take Possum’s place. Bimbo VII also sent in an apology, as he will be out of town, and Silverdale volunteered to take his place. As there was no more business to bring before the meeting, the president declared it closed. After the usual meeting a special committee meeting was held, when Avice’s resignation was accepted with regret.
DULCIE, Acting Secretary,
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