Dots Little Folk

Otago Witness, Issue 3987, 12 August 1930, Page 72

Dots Little Folk

Ipaxitfureded Jaly 16, 1866.

Dot lavites short letters from her young trienda throughout the Dominion on matters of Interest to themselves, the result of their observations in the animal world, descriptions of anything they are interested in, of the district in which they live, of their school and home life, holiday trips, etc. The letters are to be written by the little folk themselves, and addressed, ** Dot, care of Editor Otago Witness." Dot's Little Folk’s Badge, with pin, tor use as a brooch, obtainable on application to Dot. Price. 2s 6d tn stamps or postal notes. Auto. Cards are obtainable from Dot, Otago Witness Office. Dunedin. Price, 9d for 25.

BILLY BEAR.

(Special for the Otago Witness.)

When I left you last week, I promised to tell you what Floppy thought about. You will remember that he was just going to tell Rosemary. Well, he said: “ I thinks about my brothers and sisters and what sort of a dog I am! ” “ You’re a dear little doggie, darling,” said Rosemary, picking him up in one hand (he is the smallest dog you have ever seen—or, rather, that you could ever see; for you haven’t seen him) “ and we’d like to know ail about your family.” But Floppy didn’t seem to be so interested in his family as himself for the moment.

“ I believe,” he said, thoughtfully, “ I’m a Sealyham . . . or a collie . . . or a—” But before he could get out any other suggestions about himself, all the other animals walked in and gathered round as they always do when anything interesting is going on. They seem to know by magic when there is food or an argument about! Billy, of course, said: “You’re a poodle, p’raps! ”

Now poor Billy only wanted to be helpful, because he adores Floppy; but that word “ poodle ” seemed to act like a firework on the little dog. “ P-p-p-p-p-oodle! ” he spluttered, “I’m not a p-poodle; I’m not a Pom-m in in-eranian; I’m not a P-p-peke! ” At every word he danced high in the air, for he seemed to have some mania about not belonging to what they called the “ toy dog ” class. I imagine he would have been much gratified if we had said that he was the kind of dog I told you his collar was made for—a Newfoundland! Rosemary took the matter in hand quickly, and before Floppy could hit the ceiling, she said: “No, ducky, of course you’re not. I think you’re a Sealyham. Look at him, Connie! He’s a lovely sort of Sealyham, isn't he? And they’re most fashionable! ”

Connie, of course, doesn’t know one animal from another: she only wants to feed them all to death; but she nodded obligingly and said “Yes; lets get him a bone! ” I suggested that a good way to turn this tender topic would be for Floppy te tell us about his family; but I was not t»o lueky, because lie merely spluttered: “ S-s-seven s-s-sisters -and two b-b-bro-thers . . . and I don't know where they lives now! ” and burst into tears. Oh, these animals!

A DOT’S LITTLE FOLK WEDDING.

An interesting wedding was solemnised in First Church. Invercargill, on Wednesday July 30 at 11 o’clock, the contracting parties being Phyllus Marv (Crimson Rata), only daughter of Mr William Beange, of Mokoreta, Southland, and William John, only son of Mr W. J. Kerr. Ballymena, Ireland. The bride, who entered the church on the arm of her father, looked charming in a white sleeveless crepe de chine frock, which reached her ankles. She wore a veil and silver shoes, and hose to tone. Miss Alice Turner, a srirl friend of the bride, attended as bridesmaid. She was attired in a green crepe de chine frock, which like the bride’s was sleeveless and ankle length. She wore hat, shoes, and hose to match. Mr Eric Beange, brother of the bride, acted as best man. The Rev. Mr Adams, of Wyndham, performed the ceremony. After the wedding the guests adjourned to the Mary Elizabeth lounge, where breakfast was partaken of, and the usual toasts were honoured, Mrs S. Kidd, aunt of the bride, acting as hostess. Mr and Mrs Kerr left by express for the north, the bride travelling in a fawn jumper suit and tweed coat with shoes

and hose to tone. The happy couple intend taking up residence at Longbeach, Ashburton.

LETTERS FROM LITTLE FOLK.

Motto.—We write for the benefit of others, not for ourselves.

Dear Dot.—We have had our second fall of snow this winter. We walked to school, and although there were only 21 pupils there, we had good sport. Gold Sunset and I tried snowballing some four of the other children, but I think we got the worst of it. After we had had enough of this we went and made some snow men. I received a very interesting letter from Westcliffe-on-sea. I also answered Star of Cloonevan’s auto, so 1 am patiently waiting for an answer. I enjoy .writing and receiving letters. I heard that Auckland defeated the British team. Did you see any of the matches played against the British? We have 20 little chickens. They are all white. When they are- first hatched we keep them in the hut, but when they become stronger, we put them in a coop on the grass. W e shall soon be having our second term examination at school, and then come the delightful fortnight’s holiday. We have been weaving at school, and as it is very interesting work; we are always glad wjien *he time comes to have it. For sewing at school I am making a petticoat, and I am trying to have it finished by the end of this term. We have another cow in and we turned another out, so we are still milking three. We did not keep the calf. We had one day's holiday- from school on account of Sir Joseph Ward’s death. Well, I shall conclude this letter, with love to all the Little Folk and your own dear self. — Yours trulv. EYES OF BLUE (Otago). [Snow fights are good fun as long as only soft snow is used, Eyes of Blue. Otherwise they can be ■ very dangerous. I saw the first test match. What pets your 20 chickens must be! I should like to see you weaving. Have you made anything useful at weaving yet?—DOT.]

Dear Dot, —I suppose that it is so long ago since I wrote that you have forgotten all about me. This time you will know that I have not forgotten you altogether. Me were going to have basket ball the other day, but the rain came teeming down. At half-past 11 I received a ring on the telephone to say that it was postponed, and that was the end of our game of basket ball. This week we are having a hockey tournament, and if the weather is no better I do not know what I shall say. I have four correspondents, but there is only one who keeps good attendance. I have just finished drawig a cow for Uncle Ned, but it is not satisfactory, so I am not sending it. We went to Kaitangata about a month ago to play hockey, and we did enjoy ourselves. We left about 1 o'clock to go about 25 miles, and we had the time of our lives. I did not arrive home until half-past 9 at night. Our school garden is so muddy that we cannot work in it. Do you, like, gardening very much? I love when Wednesday comes round. Another thing is sewing day. I like that day. 1 am making a fuji silk petticoat at school, and I have just to hem the bottom and sew on the lace now. I think this is all the news I have to tell you about, so 1 shall close with love to all the Little Folk and to your own dear self. —Yours trulv, FAIRYDELL (Clydevale).

[What a pity about the match, Fairydell. But never mind, you may do better in your hockey tournament. Was the drawing very bad, Fairydell? Perhaps uncle would not have thought so. You seem to have had great fun at Kaitangata. Yes, I like gardening.—DOT.] * ¥ - ¥'

Dear Dot, —It is ages since I wrote to yon, I shall now try to complete a letter. Next time I write my address will be changed. In a fortnight’s time we shall be shifting to the land of geysers, Rotorua. We had snow one morning for a time. We had a snow fight at school, and I had a lovely time. E. Pari Ra and I have a busy time visiting our old haunts. Luckily for us our new home to be is only 32 miles from here. My brother came home one Saturday, so the same evening we held a party and had great fun. We played games and sang while E. Pari Ra played the organ. It is horribly quiet here in Mangatapu. especially on the road on which we live, which we girls have named Gossip avenue. During the August holidays I mean to enjoy myself. I have been invited to Auckland, and mean to fulfil the invitation. I have not much news this time, but next time I shall have more, for there will be plenty to describe. I wrote to Nipper’s. Mistress, but she has not answered. So please, Nipper’s Mistress, address it to Rotorua next time. My cat has been very ill with distemper, and we thought we were going to lose him. However, he pulled round again. I shall close now. with barrow loads of love to all the Little Folk and your own dear self.— Yours truly, ROSY WINGS (Mangatapu).

[We shall be interested to hear about your new home. Rosy Wings. Do not forget to describe it to us. A party in

one’s home can afford splendid fun. Why do you call the road "Gossip avenue?" I hope you enjoy yourself at Auckland. I am glad that puss is better now. —DOT.]

Dear Dot, —I have had a cold, and I was away from school one Monday. I went over to see Red Flower, and we had a good time. The boys play football at school. I hope I receive my proficiency at the end of the year. How time flies! I was 13 years old on June 28, but I did not receive many presents. We have one dear little lamb, and I am afraid the weather is very cold for it. I have just finished writing to Pink Carnation's Pal, who writes me some very interesting letters. I wrote to Mother’s Goldie before Christmas, and she has not answered me yet. Perhaps she did not receive my letter. These evenings are delightfully long. I have neglected my fancywork lately. Our guinea pig had three babies, but the cat ate them. Red Hot Poker is sitting by the window watching the snow falling. It is very pretty sometimes. Love to all the Little Folk and your own dear self. — Yours truly, FALLING SNOWFLAKES (Maerewhenua).

[You will receive your proficiency if you work steadily all the year, Falling Snowflakes. It is not a difficult examination. Will you go to high school afterwards? Many happy returns of your birthday. I am sorry to hear about the baby guinea pigs. How cruel of puss to eat them. —DOT.]

Dear Dot, —Since I last wrote to you I have gained my senior free place at the Palmerston North School, which I now attend three nights a week. I take dressmaking two nights and art needlework the third night. I like it very much. At present I am working an afternoon tea cloth. I put a cushion and an afternoon tea cloth in the Winter Show, but I did not win any prizes. I hope to have better luck next time. A number of people passed the remark that the needlework was very much crushed up. Palmerston North was declared a city on August 1. The other night Cook’s Cooperage and Box Factory was completely destroyed by fire. The reflection was like an autumn sunset. We have been having very changeable weather here lately. What kind of weather are you having in Dunedin? The Terrace End School children are having their an-

nual plain and fancy dress ball on August 15. 1 shall close now, hoping this finds you and the Little Folk in the best of health, as it leaves me at present.—Yours trulv WELL IT'S SOUR (Palmerston North). [I am proud of your success, Well It’s Sour. Will you sit the matriculation examination next? If so, good luck! I should like to see y bur fancywork. With practice y-ou will do better and better. It was a great event when your town was made a city. I am sure. Our weather has been changeable too, but is seasonable. — DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot,- —It snowed 1 ere recently, and the ground was white when 1 woke up next morning. Falling Snowflakes and I went out to make a snow man,-but we did not succesd as it was too cold. 1 know Silver Heels and Gipsy Pride slightly, and they have been at our place. Red Flower wanted me to go over to her place recently, but I did not go. We have a lovely big fire, which is very pleasant these cold nights. I have not heard from Minnie, Maori Cnief, or The Young Woodcutter for a good while. 1 did not go to school when it snowed, and I do not think anybody else went either. Madam Butterfly is my friend, but I havenot been over to her place for a long time. She lives a long way from our place, and the road is rough. I have just finished reading “ Six' Little New Zealanders.” It is rather interesting. You must have two Red Rata’s writing to you. because I wanted to correspond with Red Rata and two girls wrote to me. I have lost the address of one. Love to all the Little Folk and your own dear self. — Yours truly, RED HOT POKER (Maerewhenua). [A cold wind makes playing in snow almost impossible, Red Hot Poker. I do not wonder that your snow man did not grow. Do you have large logs on your fire? I must consult my book and see if what you say about the two Red Ratas is true. The book you mention is a very good one for you to read. —DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dpt,—The bulbs are all beginning to show above the ground. It will not be long now until spring comes again. I am reading in school a book entitled “ Hal Hungerford,” by J. R. Hutchinson, and it is very interesting. I am just getting rid

of ? d " dlich I hatL Bunch of Cherries and Wild Rose Bush had it very badlv at first, but are a little better now. 'My dad has all his ploughing done now, but has no crops in yet. My youngest sister says she is going to write to your page, but she cannot write very well yet 1 pufied one of my teeth out a while ago. I like pulling my own teeth out. If one of my teeth is loose it does not take long to come out, because I hate having loose teeth. As 1 started this letter a few days C SO 1- “ ad , better finish it. We have had five ligat falls of snow since the middle of Julie, and one day we had a terrible storm from the south, and then at night it froze and there was enough ice round about to skate on. As we cannot skate it was no use to us. however. My garden is lookin" very cold and cheerless just now, but it will not be long now till spring again, and I shall be very glad. I will close now, — x ours truly, REBECCA (North Otago]. m ,[ Yes « spring will soon be here, Rebecca, think of the blaze of colour which will soon be visible in the garden! I am glad your colds ars better. Tell your little sist'er that I shall be glad to hear from her if she would like to write. - You must learn how to skate.—DOT.] ¥ ¥ -¥ Dear Dot/—May I join your happy band of Little Folk? I am in Standard 111 at school, and there are four in my class. I am nine years of age. We have one mile to walk, anu we nave to go across two swamps. We have 20 white hens, five black hens, and two roosters. My sister has a bicycle, and she rode to school one day when it was snowing. At school we had fun playing snowballs, and in school the teacher pulled the desks up around the fire, so we were warm all day. We are milking six cows in the morning. In our garden there are daffodils coming up. Love to all the Little Folk and your own dear self.— Yours truly. RED VIOLET (Southland). [Yes, you may join us, Red Violet. Your namesakes are few. There is a story about some ponies which lived m the swamps, and were warned by their mother to beware of the “ Moor Giant.” The giant was in the swampy places where all the best, green grass grew, and treacherously caused the ponies to sink under the ooze if they went too near him. —DOT.]

Dear Dot, —May I join your happy band o£ Little Folk? I am eight years of age, and I am in Standard II at school. I have eight ducks, and they are not laying yet. We have a Shetland pony, and we have plenty of rides on her. My sister rode her to school one day, and she ran out of the gate and went in to our neighbour’s place, and they caught her for us. We have a wirelees set. Love to all the Little Folk and your own dear self.—Yours truly. LITTLE JACK HORNER (Southland). [Yes, you may join us, Little Jack Horner, but you must not sit in a corner and eat your Christmas pie yet. You can do that in about five months’ time. Ponies always have the idea that if a gate is open they must run through _ it. What do your hear over the wireless? — DOT.] * ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —My cousin has had a birthday. It is only three more weeks till the examination. I am making a fancy apron at school and one at home. I like fancywork. Do you? I have just finished reading a book, and the name of it was “ Steady and Sure.” It is a good book. Mum and my brother and I went to Canterbury last holidays, and had an enjoyable time. Love to all. —Yours truly, DADDY’S EARLY RISER (Southland). [Which apron is winning the race, Daddy’s Early Riser, the one at home or the one at school? Yes, I like to see neat fancywork. Tell us about your trip to Canterbury. You should read “Messer Marco Polo,” by Donn Bryne.—DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —The ground is covered with snow at present, and it is very wintry out. One cannot imagine that the first of spring has passed. I suppose in another few weeks things will be more like spring. I think the spring months are the prettiest months of the year, as all the trees shed their bareness for lovely fresh leaves, and the young lambs are to be seen frolicking in the fields. The • summer months are welcomed too, as we have the long sunny days before us in which to do all our work. We have an opossum here, which comes to the kitchen window nearly every night to receive titbits. I think it must have been a pet

once, as it is very tame, for one has only to pull down the window and it reaches and receives its piece. I believe if one were to allow it, it would come right in without any coaxing. The children think it is great, and run off at once to give it something. We heard the test match at Auckland over the wireless. I like watching a good game of football. It is very exciting, especially if they happen to be an evenly-matched team. Best love to all and your own dear self.—Yours truly, EARLY RISER (Clinton). [We notice the green leaves of spring because the trees have been bare for so long, Early Riser. A pet which is really wild is a delight to coax and feed with choice morsels. Of course, if the opossum was a pet once, it is no wonder lie appears at the window. Do you live up to your nom de plume this weather?—DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —There is still some snow lying on the ground. The Hokonuis look very handsome with their white mantle. I rather like snow, because we have such good fun snowballing one another, but all the same I shall be very glad when spring is really -here, as I like it best of all seasons. We have some primroses out already, and the daffodils are shooting up quickly. I correspond with Apia, and I think he writes very interesting letters. Henry VIII’s Sister also corresponds with him besides 16 others, so he must be having a great time answering all those letters. I have read a good number of books this winter. I do not take long to finish them, as I am a quick reader. Last night I finished reading a book called “ The Camp Fire Girls in the Mountain,” which I enjoyed very much. I have also read “ The Camp Fire Git s at the Edge of the Desert.” If you have read these I am sure you will have enjoyed them. The Gore talkies are being patronised very well, better than 1 thought they would. I have not been to them myself yet, but hope to go one of. these days. For my birthday I re-' eeived a pair of slippers, handkerchief box, pair of silk hose, gold needle case, pair of fancy garters, letter book, glove box. and a lovely little pencil sharpener, so I have been fairly lucky, and I think they are very useful presents. I have a gramophone and records of my own, which were given to me by.a lady friend.

I think it was very kind of her. Kindest regards to yourself and the Little I’oik. — lours truly, GOLDEN SUNBEAM (Gore). [There are many camp fire books for you to read, Golden Sunbeam. The girls have adventures with their camp fire wherever they go. I have read some ot the tales. You are indeed lucky. Those are all presents you will value. —DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —I have had so much work to do that I have not had time to write to you. I am knitting a pair of slippers for myself. Have you had influenza? I have. I always have my share of it. We have a wireless set, but we are not having satisfactory results. I receive the School Girl Weekly every week. There is a dance here to raise funds to build a church. We learn folk dances at school, and they are the Black Nag. the Nigger Dance, the Flowers of Edinburgh, Christchurch Bells, the Butterfly, and Sir Roger de Coverly. I think those are all. —Yours truly, MADGE ELLIS (Waitaha). [You forgot to put your nom de plume, Madge. Send it and I shall put in your auto. Folk dances are great fun, for they repeat themselves and have such set figures. No, I have not influenza, as I do not catch colds. Hurry and finish the slippers or the warm weather will come before you wear them. —DOTJ & Dear Dot, —May I join your happv band of Little Folk? I am just 12 years of age, and I am in Standard V. 1 am second in my class every examination, and. can never come first. We are making sums at school out of our heads for Standard 11. These days dad site by the fire reading, because it is too rough to go outside. In the fine weather we play hockey at school, and the boys play, too. I was at the hockey match between Southern and Town. I am making a kettle holder for mum this winter. To fill in my time I have been reading a big book called “ Little Folk.” Have you read it? I have a little kitten, and when I say: “Up,” she sits on her hind legs and begs. At certain times of the day the hail falls thickly. An aeroplane came from Auckland, and it flew right over flit house with a whirr. One could see the huge propeller going round and round.

It was the first time dad had seen one. Do you see many of them up where you are? My music teacher is teaching me how to play the organ. Next time 1 write I shall try to describe Tokanui to you. Love to all the Little Folk and yourself.—Yours truly, DOT’S JANE (Tokanui). [Yes, you may join, Dot’s Jane. Are you really sure you cannot come first? I am not so certain. Try again—and you will probably find yourself at the very p. There are many volumes of “ Little Folks,’ and I used to enjoy them when I was your age. We see an aeroplane sometimes. —DOT.]

Dear Dot, —It is two years since I last wrote to you. Since then we have moved twice. I am interested in your Little Folks letters. I have a little kitten, and its name is Chip. I enjoy reading about “Peter, Patty, and Mr lip. I always look forward to Tuesday, when the Otago Witness will come. , rat thln Z 1 1 0015 for is Dot’s Little Folks letters. Kindest regards to your Little Folk , and your own dear self.— Yours truly, JACK GINGER (Otago).

t J lavc been silent for a long time, ~, , ng £ r .' Peter and Patty are pets of all the Little Folk. Were you not excited at moving into the new houses? Inere is always so much to do arranging things.—DOT.]

Dear Dot, —This will be my last letter, as I am now 21. I shall certainly look torward to Old Writers’ Week. Through your page I have some very interesting correspondents, and I am glad I was able to call myself one of Dot’s Little Folk. We were rather surprised by two falls of snow. It is several years since the last fall, and we were excited over it. It did not settle long enough to have any snowball fights, but it is still very cold. We went out to a concert and dance at Te Rehunga in aid of the Caledonian Society. We all had a great time. I am awfully fond of the bagpipes, and enjoyed the band immensely. The pipe band has just made its debut, and has many young members, so, I for one hope it is a big success. After the concert the dance began. It was old-time and modern dances alternately, and I believe I enjoyed the old-time ones the better. They certainly make one warmer more quickly, and it was great fun doing the military twostep and the Highland schottische. The modern ones seemed monotonous by comparison. The Manawatu Ladies’ Hockey team plays Ruahine-Dannevirke for the Napcra Cup, so it should be a good fast game. Wishing the Little Folk and the page very best wishes and love to yourself.—Yours truly, HAEATA (Dannevirke).

[That it a much-appreciated sentence about your gladness to be a Little Folk, Haeata. . We are sorry you have grown up to an Old Writer’s age and must leave us. . There will be plenty to hear about by the time your week arrives. One enjoys the old dances for a change, yes, they are vigorous.—DOT.] , ¥ ¥ ¥

Dear Dot, —I am going to tell you of one of the most exciting things that has happened to us for years, and it will take us a long time to forget it. About the month of April last my father bought a new car, the first car we have owned. It was one of the new Fords, and we all took a great interest in it. In fact, I should say it was treated as one of the family. Dad was the driver, my brother was the mechanic, and I kept it clean. One time when we were coming home from Queenstown, it was going 'all right for a while, but then started to stop. It gave us trouble that day, and at last would not go at all, so we had to leave it about three miles down the road. The next day .dad and my brother went to try and fix it, and found that the petrol tap was blocked. They cleaned it sufficiently to come home, and that night after tea took the tap out and corked the petrol tank, which held 6gal of petrol. They took the tap to pieces and found ever so many small pieces of tin shavings. They were putting it back with the aid of a storm lantern when the fumes of the petrol caught fire, and in a very short time the whole thing was in flames. There was a case of petrol in the back seat, also one on the carrier, but we managed to release the one on the carrier. .My father and brother had to throw their coats from them to save their lives, and as it was they were badly burned about the face and hands. Beside the car were two tons of coal. If that had caught fire our home and everything. would have gone. When the ear was . in full flames we pulled it hy the carrier out on to the road, which was the only thing that saved the coal. It looked a terrible wreck the next morning, i The garage wus burned to the ground, but we are very thankful it was no worse. The. insurance company paid out in full, and it was only three weeks until we had another car, but that three w’eeks seemed more like three years. Our new one is exactly the same as the last, and is treated with just as much resnect. but, of course, we cannot help thinking the first one was the better. I wish your interesting page everv success.—Yours truly. MAY (Skippers). [I laughed over the car being a member of the family. May, and over your part in helping with its upkeep. That was a terrifying experience. Do be careful to keep the light from the petrol fumes. It would be disastrous to have this new car burned also. How are the poor hands and faces? —DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —If I do not hurry up and write I shall be allowed to write only once a year. This year I took on blade shearing, and I found it a change from driving a team. . My first shed was at Mount Peel Station, and we had a long time there. . If I remember rightly we were there six weeks. One day would be fine and the next wet for about a fortnight, and we were starting to despair of the weather clearing up. However, at last it broke, and we were finished in no time. Early in April I went to Dunedin and Balclutha for a holiday. I left Temuka about 11 o’clock in the train, and I did not reach Balclutha till 6 o’clock. It was a long journey in the one day. The following day I had a I look at the township of Balclutha. In the afternoon I met some neighbours I had not seen for a few years. That night I went to Grccnfi-ld. where we used to live 11 years ago, and everything had

changed. I spent barely a fortnight there, then one day I took the train and went to Dunedin for a few days. 1 was glad when I boarded the train for home. I should not like to live down Balclutha way, as it is so rainy. The other day teams from Milford and Clandeboye were to have met and played footc?- r th ? h °lder of the Clanford ohield, but the rain set in shortly after dinner, so they had to postpone it, and now they have decided to hold it on August 7. This last two or three years we have been unfortunate, Clandeboye winning by a few points, and this year they will have to play a good game to • are a xew lambs about here, and it makes one think of spring again! Kind regards to you and the Little Folk! — Yours truly, JACK-A-LANTERN (Soutlj Canterbury). . CH the weather is unkind everything is held up at shearing time, Jack-a? Lantern. Six weeks was a long wait at one station. I am sorry for the lambs in i-lxi en ?V- Even if they are such hardy little things they must freeze in the bitter winds.—DOT.]

* * * Dear Dot, —There is a little over a year left for me to remain a Little Folk', ■ d better make the best of that short time. After one leaves school time seems to pass more quickly. Snow covers the ground to a depth of lOin to 12in, and that is not including where it drifted. It is not so bad a snowstorm as the one last year. Recently A Little rsurse Girl, Deerfoot the Rabbiter, their brother, and I had a snowball fight. I have not had a good snowball fight for ages, and I enjoyed myself, as I think did the others. We tried to make a snow man for the children, but the snow would not cling. It was too dry. I went to Milton the other day, and as the roads were very slippy and slushy on account of the slight snowfall, which had begun to thaw, I put chains on the car, and a friend was teasing me about having to put chains on, as I had been rather proud of the fact that after three weeks 1 had gone up without them. About three 4months ago I spent an enjoyable four weeks’ holiday. I went to Catlins for Easter, and as I had never been there before, I enjoyed myself. One day some friends and I went in a motor truck to Kaka Point, I had the pleasure of meeting Shina. I left Gatlins on Easter Monday, and came to some friends at Moneymore, left there •on the next Wednesday night, and went to my brother’s in Mosgiel. I stayed till the next Satur--•day, when I caught the .Otago Central train. It was a long journey up to Alexandra. I had a book to read, but I finished it by the time I reached Ranfurly. The train stopped at Ranfurly 25 minutes for dinner, but I did not go out, and the waiting seemed very long. After the journey continued I must have seemed to be bored with everything, as one of the other passengers spoke t<r me and said: “It is a long journey up Central is it not? ” I agreed. That “ broke the ice,” and I had some one to talk to the rest of the journey, but all the same I was glad when Alexandra hove in sight. I spent an enjoyable two weeks there, and was sorry when time came for me to depart. I met a few Little Folk there. I listened-in to the test matches, which is next best thing to watching the game. I have been reading a few books lately. Some of them were “ The Hundredth Chance.” “ A Gamble with Love,” “ Sally in Rhodesia.” “ The Lone Star Ranger,” and others. For fancywork I am crotcheting Isce in the willow pattern to go round a suppercloth. I started it when I was away, and my girl friend, who gave me the pattern, said she would expect to see the whole thing complete by the time she came in December. I am afraid that is rather impossible, as I intend working the linen centre, too. Love to all and your own dear self. —Yours truly.

'BOB’S SWEETHEART (Milton). [lt is much safer to use chains on these slippery roads,. Bob’s Sweetheart, I know of a ear which nearlj’ came to grief, because the chains were in the back seat instead of on the wheels. Yes, it is a long journey in the Central train. If one is unfortunate enough to be trainsick, the trip is not a pleasant one. — DOT.]

Dear Dot, —We have had a fall of snow here. It is over a foot deep in places. 1 made a snow man, and I had fun making him. I like reading the Little Folk’s letters and also “ Peter, Patty, and Mr Pip” and “The Chums.” We played basket ball and were beaten 5-1. We are used to being beaten. The boys were beaten 12-0. I have just finished reading a book called “ Oliver Twist.” Have you read it? I like it very much. The school holidays will soon be here again. I like them, as one has such fun. Best wishes to yourself and all the Little Folk. —Yours truly, ROSE FLOWER (Waipahi). [Holidays are meant to be enjoyed, Rose Flower. Snow men are such funny things. Perhaps it is because so much fun is put into them by the children who make them. Do not be down-hearted because you lost the match. Try to work together more next time.—DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —It is some time since I last wrote to you, and now I find that I shall soon be joining the membership of Old Writers. I seldom see a Dot’s Little Folk badge in Queenstown. Veranda Fairy lives not far from my home. Some of the Little Folk may remember when Verandah Fairy used to write from the Southland Hospital, Invercargill. This Little Folk is not so fortunate as ourselves, having to walk around with the aid of crutches. When in the hospital she spent the greater part of her time on the veranda, thus making her nom de plume most appropriate. During Old Writers’ Week last year I noticed a letter from Clio, Queenstown, which greatly interested me. I wonder where Clio lives, and if he is near my home. You may have visited Queenstown, so can picture how beautiful it looks when there has been a snowfall. The hills are just glorious now, and I do not think that 1 have seen anything so pretty. About a fortnight ago I noticed a letter from a Little Folk telling us how a daily newspaper was printed, etc. I cannot . remember the writer’s nom de plume, but I would like to give credit for such an interesting letter.' I, myself, was shown over the Otago Daily Times, and I I found many things of interest which I ' had never seen or heard of before. The Anglican Church is holding its Guild Sala

Sometime soon, and has a pretty bedspread showing in one of the shop windows. It is for a raffle, and is an orange shade with darker colour worked in flowers. My love to yourself and the Little Folk.—Yours truly, MARQUERITE (Queenstown).

[We shall welcome your next letter with those of older Old Writers, Marguerite. _ I am sure many other Little Folk were interested to hear how the newspapers were printed, too. I have often heard how beautiful Queenstowm looks when it is under snow. Some people say it is even more beautiful then than in summer.—DOT.]

¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —May I join your happy band of Little Folk? I am 15 years of age. I attend the Greymouth Technical High School, and I take the commercial course. I have been taking this course for two years, and at the end of this year I am sitting for my senior free place, which I hope to pass. I travel 18 miles to school in the train, which is very slow, and on these cold mornings it is dreadful. The train leaves Blackball at 7.35 a.m., and we arrive in Greymouth at 9 a.m., so you can see how slow it must be. My favourite recreations are swimming and dancing. I like the latter one the best, and I go to nearly every dance in Blackball. My cousin. Lady Ruth’s Mate, and Lady Ruth are two of the many interested readers of your page. Lady Ruth’s Mate and Lady Ruth and I are going to the talkies, as I am staying with Lady Ruth’s Mate for the weekend. Lad/ Ruth’s Mate and I are going over to the Winter Show in Christchurch this month. Love to all your Little Folk and your own dear self.—Yours truly, JAZZ BABY (Blackball). [Have you any opportunity of learning ballroom dancing, Jazz Baby? You would find it very interesting lam sure. I have entered your name in the roll book, so you are accepted as a member. It is an early rise every morning, I expect, to catch that train. —DOT.]

Dear Dot, —May I join your happy band? I am eight years of age. The high school is practising for the school concert, and Pukohu has made a lot of Jretty blue and gold tinsel frocks for it. am making a very pretty apron for myself, and it has a pussy on it. The other ■day a seaplane passed here. The days are

very foggy, and in the afternoon it is warm, and we are still wearing our summer dresses. I am selling tickets for the school concert. How is your weather behaving? I suppose it is the same as ours. Love to your Little Folk.—Yours truly, HUIARANEGI (Rawene). [Yes. you may join, Huiaranegi. Are you going to be one of the performers at the school concert? Pukohu must be kept busy making those pretty frocks. Please send me your private name and address. We are having cold weather, but have had only showers lately.—DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —The first of spring was a glorious day, so I hope the rest of spring will follow its example. Did you have much snow in Dunedin? There was just enough in Kurow to cover the ground. New Zealand had a good victory over the English at the thrid test match. I hope New Zealand wins the next test match, too. I was up at the works the other day, and not having been there for six weeks, I found a great improvement. I have been going for a walk every night lately. It has been so cool. Your page is growing larger every week. I wrote to One of the Mysterious Pair, so I hope she answers soon. Did you see *' Sally ” when it was in Dunedin? I would liked to have gone to Oamaru to see it. I have not yet heard the talkies. Love to the Little Folk and yourself.—Yours truly, SUNSHINE SUE (North Otago). [“ Sally ” was showing in Dunedin for several weeks, and many people went to see it two or three times, Sunshine Sue. Dunedin still has snow on the hills, but it has all melted in the streets in town. I wonder if you will prefer talkes to silent pictures. Walking is so good for you—DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot.—l am going to a dance at Otautau. We had a lovely day after having so much rain. It was snowing here. There is a big talkie on here just now. I must go and see it one night. It is called “ Sunny Side Up.” Have you heard it? We shall soon be having summer. The year has gone so quickly. Love to all the Little Folk and yourself.—Yours truly, SWEET ROSE MARIE (Southland). [I have not heard that talkie, but it was here some time ago, and I believe it

was very good, Sweet Rose Marie. I hope you enjoy the dance at Otautau. Christmas will soon be here.—DOT.]

Dear Dot, —It was freezing all day. It has snowed, and the snow is still frozen on the ground. Mum broke an egg for the pudding, and it was frozen. It was only laid that morning. We are milking three cows, and give them turnips. We have 10 hens laying. I have a piece of mother-ot-pearl from Tahiti on the end of my pencil’. My wee brothers climb into the push-chair for a car. We play hockey at school, and it is a good game. Love to a L the Little Folk.—Yours truly, THE RED BUTTERFLY (Otamita).

. [Welcome to The Red Butterfly. Hockey is a most warming game for winter, unless you are goalkeeper, when it is sometimes very cold. It must have been an exceptionally cold day for the egg to freeze so soon. Do the cows grow tired of eating turnips in the winter ?—DOT.]

Dear Dot, I have been a member for Fi am wr ’ting my last letter as a Little I* oik, and I am very sorry to have to say good-bye. I have always taken a keen interest in the page. As one grows older we do not have as much time to spare as when we are young. I wish that I were only starting. That makes me think of these few lines:

, All things must change lo something new, to something strange, Nothing that is can pause or stay. Ihe moon will wax, the moon will wane, llie mist and clouds will turn to rain, The rain to mist and clouds again, To-morrow be to-day. I shall look forward to Old Writer’s V\ eek. We are having very severe frosts lately, with the ground white as if snow had fallen, and all the taps frozen. The hills surrounding Cambridge were white with snow. Our neighbours were so excited. They thought we were going to have a fall of snow, too. Many of them have never seen snow. However, the sun came out, and it all melted away quickly. The cows are coming in. and the farmers have started taking the milk to the factory every day now. It seems to be the season for twin calves this year. Almost every farmer I have spoken to has at least one cow with twins. A few wee lambs have made their appearance, too. The sun rises earlier and sets later, so we shall soon have the long days again. Father and I have been busy cutting and carting home ti-tree wood. It is splendid for firewood. It is called tea-tree up here, and manuka in the South Island. .Father is breaking in a thoroughbred horse for a neighbour. It is like a circus sometimes. Toby is hard to catch, and we have to drive him into a corner. When father mounts him he rears and bucks. When he finds he cannot throw father, he gallops round and round the paddock. Then he will trot out the gate and along the road as good as gold. 1 have not ridden him yet. We have two dogs. One is a fox terrier, the other a Pomeranian, and they are very jealous of each other. They have to be spanked and chained up very often, because they fight. Our poor cat had a rough time with them. They used to keep poor Tibby up the tree. Now she gives them a scratch on the nose, and they are beginning to be frightened of her. Trixie, the Pomeranian, has three little pups, and they make a big noise for such wee mites. The school children when passing call in to see the pups. They all want one. There are two little boys who come in regularly on their way to and from school. When they are leaving they go as far as the gate, and then run back just for one more look. I am sure they are very often late for school. Mezzo takes the pups for rides on the bicycle, and he says they love it. Mother has just recovered from a very bad attack of quinsy. It is a painful complaint, and she suffers with it every winter. It comes on suddenly, and she cannot speak at times. Well, good-bye. Dot! Good-bye, Little Folk! — Yours truly. JERRY JOY (Cambridge). [Jerry Joy, we are sorry to lose you as a Little Folk, but glad you are an Old Writer. Several people have gone forward to the ranks of Old Writers this year, so their first letters will be interesting. I am sure the puppies are most important little things, when everyone takes so much notice of them. The people would be disappointed that the snow did not lie for a few days. I hope that mother feels better now that the warmer days are near.—DOT.]

Dear Dot, —Have you paid a visit to the new skating rink yet? Did you see “The Taming of the Shrew? ” When the signwriters put up the sign they made a slight mistake, for instead of “ The Taming of the Shrew,” they had written “ The Taming of the Screw.” The ranks of the Little Folk have grown very considerably since I joined nearly 11 years ago. I met one of my correspondents some time ago. but I had only a few words with her. When the Byrd Expedition reached Dunedin from the South Pole last March. I had a small souvenir given to me by Norman D. Vaughan. It is only a wooden match, but I have kept it. as it came from Amundsen’s cache at Mount Betty. I have also a copy of a letter from Mr Vaughan to a friend of mine, enclosing six of these matches, and explaining how they were found Perhaps the Little Folk would like to read it. This is how it ran: —“Little America, January 18. 1930. Dear ,—Here are a few matches from Amundsen’s cache on Mount Betty which we, of the geological party, found on Christmas Day, 1929; The cache was laid by Amundsen on his outward journey from the South Pole on January 6, 1912. The discovery of this cache made a grand finale to our summer’s work in the Queen Maude Ranges, and a Christmas that none of ns shall everfoget. Latitude of Mount Betty, 85deg (10) south. Members of the geological party of the Byrd Antarctic Expedition were Lawrence M. Gould, geologist, leader; Edward E. Goodale, assistant dog-driver; Frederick C. Crockett, radio operator and dogdriver; John S. O’Brien, ski expert and surveyor; Norman D. Vaughan, surveyor and dog-driver. Best wish for you . it has been a privilege to know a real sportsman. Skoal:—Norman D. Vaughan.” I presume that the word “ skoal ” at the end of the letter means “ signed ” or “ signature,” perhaps you could tell me, could you? Kindest regards to all the Little Folk and yourself.—Yours truly, s ALL TALK (Caversham). [Thank you for the letter about the matches, All Talk. If you are all talk,

it is interesting talk, so write again to us. I do not know what the word means. Perhaps an Old Writer knows. No, I have not been to the skating rink.—DOT.]

Dear Dot, —Please may I join your merry band of Little Folk? I like reading all of the letters in the Otago Witness. My sister is writing to you. Her name is My Best Girl. Our school w closed because of chicken pox just now. The grounds are covered with snow. Love to all your Little Folk and to your own dear self.—Yours truly, EVERYBODY’S FOOL (Patearoa). [Yes, you may join. Everybody's Fool. It is a good thing the snow has fallen when the school is closed. If it had to be closed for sickness it is better that the bad weather came then, too. —DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —May I join your happy band? I am 18 years of age, and I am employed on a farm of 230 acres -as teamster. I have been here for. two years. We had a light fall of snow, and it was very cold pulling turnips for the herd of 45 cows. We shall have 73 acres under the plough this year, so I shall be kept busy for a while. I went to Invercargill for one day, as it was seven weeks since I was last in town. There are not many holidays on a farm, as there is always too much work to do. I have a camera, and have a great many snapshots which I have taken. Love to you and your Little Folk. —Yours truly, NOBODY’S DARLING (Southland).

[Welcome, Nobody’s Darling. I am sure your employer must be pleased with your work, or he would not keep you so long. Do you have to go very far to catch the train to Invercargill? Please send me your private name and address when you write your next letter.—DOT.]

Dear Dot, —I was pleased to see my first letter in the Otago Witness. I have been reading all the letters. We have been having frosts and very cold mornings. Please, could you give my rabbit a name? We were collecting 70 eggs a day, but since the frost we have not had so many. We shall soon have chickens. I think 1 like spring and Christmas best of all times. Aly little sister is quite well, and she loves to meet me coming home from school. You would laugh to hear her talking at the telephone. Love to all the Little Folk and your own dear self.— Yours truly, WHITE AfAY BIRD (Balclutba).

[I am sure your little sister is most amusing when she talks on the telephone, White Alay Bird. Perhaps you would just like to call your bunny, Rabbit, as Christopher Robin does, or would you like another name such as Top. It must be pleasant for you to know that you will nearly always have someone to meet you on your way home from school. — DOT.]

Dear Dot, —It has been very cold weather here, and there were 7in or Sin of snow'. I am in bed with a cold. There were 28deg of frost one night and 31deg of frost another night. There is a Alasonic temple being- built in Waikaia. It has been decided to have an ehn tree planted in memory of a man who did some years ago and left money to the school. There was a bazaar in aid of the school a few months ago, and they collected over £7O. The money from the bazaar has bought flow'ers, and we have made a floiver garden. Love to all the Little Folk and your own dear self. — Yours truly. THE HOOVER GIRL (Glenary).

[What a good way to spend the money you raised at the bazaar, Hoover Girl. The A'lasonic temple sounds as if it should be an imposing building. Was all the bazaar money spent on flowers, or just a portion of it? —DOT.] ¥¥ ' ¥

Dear Dot, —There were 9 inches of snow, and school has been closed all week. Ivanhoe II and I made tracks all round the house, and in the afternoon we made a toboggan, and went down a hill in it. We had great fun. Sometimes Paddy, my dog, would come down with us. There was a bump halfway down the slide, and if we did not hang on tightly enough, we were tipped off into the snow. Some days we went ferreting to catch rabbits for the dogs. When there is snow on the ground the rabbits cannot run fast, and we have caught a good many. It is very cold going to school these mornings, but the sun is coming earlier, so it will soon be warmer. Our teacher has our desks pulled up near the fire, and we are very comfortable in school. We have each made a pair of slippers, and have trimmed them with coloured raffia. Aly birthday was some time ago, and I received three books, a tie, and some other presents. The name of the books I have read this winter are “ The Orange Book for Boys,” “William in Trouble.” “ Alore William,” “Warne’s Pleasure Book for Boys,” and “The Big Book for Boys.” One of our schoolmates has been ill. and we go to see him, and take him books to read. Our term holidays will be here soon. “ Peter, Patty, and Mr Pip” seem to be enjoying themselves, as are “ The Chums.” I have not seen a letter in your page from High Mountain Laddie or King Pip for a long time. Love to you and all the Little Folk. —Yours truly. THE RED ROVER (Arrowtown). [I think the slippers you have all made at school must be very pretty trimmed with coloured raffia, Red Rover. Have you made the slippers of a warm material, or are they to be worn in summer only? I can imagine the fun you must have had on your slide. The dog did not go on the sledge, too, did he? —DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —I was pleased to sec my first letter in print. We have had bitterly cold weather, and there were 5 inches of snow here. I have eight sisters and three brothers. Every Tuesday morning Standards V and VI go to Lawrence for the girls to learn cooking and the boys to learn woodwork, and we all look forward to the trip. We have a little black cat. and would like you please to give me a name for it? —Yours truly, WINNIE THE POOH (Waitahuna). [You could call you black puss. Flox, Winnie the Pooh. I am sure you look forward to your weekly journey to Lawrence. Does it take very long to go to the classes and back? —DOT.]

Dear Dot, —I was in Dunedin for my winter holidays, and I enjoyed them very much. We had a sunny day to begin

spring with. Love to you and all the Little Folk.—Yours truly, DANCING DOLLY (Central Otago). [How long did you have for your holi“lls I luie ’ Lancing Dolly? lam sure nil ik° U alwa y s appreciate your holidays ail the more because you do not live in the towns.—DOT.] * ¥ ¥ fhP e fim» D k t ’' ? i We s P ei ri'ng most of and X beEld £ a , blg fire » as it is cold y ’i I ? ad c as a 6aw bench, so «e have plenty of sawn wood. My brother, who is six, has a Aleccauo, and i lanr1 an r ? ake s . e Y era l things. He spends a lot of time with it. I have a little sewing machine, and I have made a dress, 1 nave been home from school with intluenza, but am better now. Aly brother s birthday is soon, and he will be T, ,? re are some riddles for the Little Folk What are the worst bookmarkers. Why does a lion roar? I shall tell you the answers next time I write Love to all the Little Folk and yourself.—Yours truly, GAY GIRL (Waimate). [I think you must be clever to make a dress all by yourself, Gay Girl. Is jour sewing machine one of the portable kinds' I know how both girls and boys enjoy building wonderful things with Meccano. Have you trees to cut for firewood?—DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot,—l enjoy reading “Peter, Patty, and Air Pip,” and all the letters. My brother has eight ducks. We play basket ball at school. Our first match is to be against, Wyndham. I have had a bn thday since I last wrote to you, and I received a writing set. a pair of slippers, and 2s 9d. I know Rowdy Ruth, and I hope she is well. We have some bush around our house. In summer time we can hear the birds sing, and see the beautiful ferns. I am reading a book t Lilian’s Hope.” Have you read it. I have a box of paints. Our hens are aj j ln P brother plays football, and he likes it, as it warms his toes on frosty mornings. _ He has not written to you for a long time. My old cat caught a dear wee rabbit. We like going to school in the train. We are having some music. We had snow here for several days.—Yours truly. BETTY BRIGHT (Kamahi). [I do not remember having read the book you are enjoying at present, Betty Bright. I hope you win your match. It will give you great encouragement for the other matches. You are fortunate to have beautiful bush so near your home. Do you go for picnics in the summer time?— DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —Alay I join your happy band of Little Folk, please? We have been buying the Otago Witness close on two years, and I enjoy reading the Little Folk’s letters. I am nearly 14 years of age, and I have left schoo’l. Aly birthday is September 26. We live right under Alount Egmont, and it is cold here at times. We had a 2in fall of snow, and we did have some fun snowballing. I caught cold, and I am in bed now. I live on a cow farm, and I have to milk in the summer.—Yours truly, MOUNT EGMONT PRINCESS (Taranaki). [Yes, you may join. Alount Egmont Princess. Remind me of your birthday in September, and your name will be in the column with the other birthday ones. Did you have wet feet when you were snowballing? It is a- pity to have to go in to bed after a good snow fight.— DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —It is a long time since I wrote to you, but here I am at last. We have had a very cold winter and snow. Aly brother and I went to school in the snow, and what fun we had! We did not do any work that day. Our teacher came out, and we all had a snow fight. Aly fingers were cold. When I came home for lunch, we wanted to go out in the afternoon, but mum wou'd not allow us. as we were very wet when we arrived home. I learn step dancing, and I like it very much. I danced in a concert one night, and about 18 danced together. We were all out of time, and all the people laughed at us, but it was the first time we had tried, so they did not need to laugh. Love to all the Little Folk and yourself.—Yours truly, LUMPY CARROT (Christchurch).

[Your teacher was a sport to have a snowball fight, Lumpy Carrot. It is no wonder that your hands were cold. Mother was wise to forbid you to go out in the snow. What a pity you could not keep time to the music. It spoils a dance, but you will be better - next time.— DOT.]

Dear Dot, —I often read the children’s letters in the Otago Witness, and I should like to join your happy band; if I may? I shall be 12 years of age at the end of this month, and I am in Standard IV. I missed the whole of the first term at school. In that term holidays I went to Timaru, and I was on some of the liners from London. times I went to 'Waimate, and I went to the talkies. When I came home I went to school. One Saturday afternoon when I was at home my brother, who had never been to the talkies, and I went to hear them, and he enjoyed them very much. We do not live very far from the! aerodrome, and we often see the aeroplanes pass over our place. Next week is National Week. Love to all the Little Folk and yourself.—Yours truly, PROFESSOR SNOOGRUS (Riccarton). [Yes, you may join, Professor Snoogrus. You must have found the work at school rather difficult after havingmissed a whole term’s wprk. Have you ever been up in an aeroplane? I suppose you felt rather astonished at‘the size of the liners. —DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —I have a Kodak camera, and I have taken a number of snapshots with it. I have three correspondents sined last writing to you. Their noms de plume are Poppy Fairy. Snowflower, and A Wild Rose Bush. I am still learning music, and have a number of pieces; and some of them are pretty. I do not go to school, as the doctor will not allow me too. Love to all the Little Folk and your own dear self.—Yours truly, CARINTHIA (Wendon).

[Have you had your camera for a long time, or are you only a novice at taking snapshots, Carinthia? I wonder if you are intending to enter for any music ex-

aminations some time. I am sorry to hear that you are not allowed to attend school. —DOT.]

Dear Dot, —One Sunday, night it snowed, and it was about 6 inches deep. Last Monday was very miserable, and there were only 37 children at school. During the last term holidays I went to Gore to stay with my cousin. We are going to have our examination. I had an. enjoyable holiday while 1 was on a farm. I drove the tractor sometimes for my cousin. I went to the talkies for the first time, and enjoyed myself very much. We have sold our old hens, and now we have three pullets and one black one. They started laying when they were six months old. We have some new records lately, and I like “ Painting the Clouds With Sunshine.” Best Love to all the Little Folk and yourself.—Yours truly,

UNCLE WIGGILY (Christchurch).

[Some of the roads have been too bad for the children, Uncle Wiggily, and the schooling has suffered. 1 can imagine your proud feeling when you drove the tractor. Farm life is always enjoyable to a town person. We have not the space to keep horses, dogs, and cows in town. — DOT.]

Dear Dot, —May I join your happy band of Little Folk? I am 15 years of age, and I go to the Alexandra District High School. The half-mile dam is bearing, and we have lovely fun skating. We had a heavy fall of snow, and we had great fun playing snowballs. I also took a few snapshots of the snow, and I am anxiously waiting to see if they turn out any good. People are having trouble with burst pipes. We have not had any so far. We have started our term examinations. Love to your Little Folk and your own dear self.—Yours truly, PORKY BOY (Alexandra). [Yes, you may join us, Porky Boy. You must touch wood about the burst pipes, or you may find your own ruined with the frost one morning. Snow photographs are effective if they are taken well. They look so white and the people so dark against the dazzling background.—DOT.]

Dear Dot, —I went to the fancy dress ball as Miss Amy Johnson, and I enjoyed myself very much. I had every dance except two, the set and another dance. One of my sisters was a chocolate and the other one a nurse. We have a new gramophone and about 20 records. We have bought two new ones called “ When You and I were Young, Maggie,” “ The Longest Way Round is the Sweetest Way Home,” “ I Want a Pardon for Daddy,” and “Calling.” We all like them best. The Lowburn boys and girls played football and basket ball at Bannockburn, and won both games. Since 1 last wrote to you. we have a wee baby boy, and we all like him very much. 1 received a letter from Falling Snowflakes and Nunny. Kindest regards to all. Yours truly, PRETTY LITTLE DEAR (Lowburn Ferry).

[Did you wear wings such as an aeroplane has, Pretty Little Dear, or was it an aviator’s costume? A chocolate and a nurse and a flying lady make a variety of costumes for one family. How exciting about the baby! You did not tell me his name, but perh n n« h" is not ch"'s+"nod yet.—DOT.]

Dear- Dot, —May I join your happy band of Little Folk? l am nine years old, and in Standard II at school. I won three exercise books for being second in marks We are having our second term examination on Monday, and I hope I pass. My small sister, who goes to school with me, is in Class 11. but she has a Class 111 book I went to the fancy dress ball as a nurse We had a fall of snow. We have cocoa at school every day. so we have to take our own milk. Kindest regards to all.—Yours truly, MISS AMY JOHNSON (Lowburn Ferry). [Yes, you may join, Miss Amy Johnson. I was wondering how long it would be before the famous lady joined our ranks of noins de plume. By your letter I think the little girl will be in Class 111 beforlong. I shall be expecting to hear Jhat you are the very top one, too. —DOT 1 ¥ • ¥ ¥ Dear Dot.—l was pleased to see my let ter in the Otago Witness. I like reading Little Folk’s letters, and “ The Chums." and “ Peter, Patty, and Mr Pip.” I have finished my holidays. We had~~ three weeks. I have some chilblains on my feet My brother is setting snares and fie haabout 40. I am doing fancy work, and it is an apron. There is some snow here, and one afternoon we went sliding down the hill. The ice is 2 inches thick. It is so slippery. In the winter we play hockey. I did not go to the test match at Dunedin. I like footbal’. Love to all and your own dear self. —Yours truly, QUEEN OF THE ROAD (Otago) [Your holidays were early, Queen of tht Road owing to the snow I suppose; An apron is usually the first piece of fanci work a person tries. Of course there * danger of slipping on the ice so I. hope you are very careful. There is nothing roug! to make a help for the feet, especially if one is wearing well-worn boots pr shoes with smooth soles.—POT.] ¥ ¥ * Dear Dot, —I have just been around some snares, and caught one rabbit. We have had our uncle from Canada. llwas saying there are about three feet of frost in the ground, and two feet of ice. They do not go around the lakes, but crosthem. One morning we awoke to find two feet of snow at the door, where the wind blew it. We took the shovel and cleared it away. My sister is starting school tomorrow again after three weeks’ holiday No, the swan did not try to melt the ice He has been away to our neighbour’s place, and we were surprised to see him strolling home again. There was a lamb here two months’ old, but it died. —Yours truly, TOM THE RABBITER (Otago). [Tell us more of the things that your uncle had to tell you about Canada, Tom the Rabbi ter. The only people who seemed warm here in the snow were those who were using brooms and shovels to clean the paths. Did the snow kill the poor lamb?. I suppose that swans do like, a walk to visit a neighbour sometimes.— DOT.]

Dear Dot —Ou- little r.Uco from Christehurc 1 ’- is hero, and » has a fortnight. She is a hard case, because she

pulls the kitten round by the tail. Sometimes when she is laughing she covers her eyes with her hands. I suppose you are kept busy printing the letters. It was not until I came to Port Molyneux that I thought of writing to you. We are going to start our examination, and shall have our holidays this month. It was cold at the time of the snow. Those frosts were very hard, because our tap was frozen at 10 o’clock one night. Love to you and all the Little Folk, —Yours truly, QUEEN OF THE PANSIES (Port Molyneux).

[lt is a good thing that the little girl has soft hands and cannot pull very hard, or the kitten would be hurt indeed. Queen of the Pansies. I do not print the letters, but I am very busy all the same. Taps were frozen here, but luckily we escaped a burst pipe.—DOT.]

Dear Dot, —It is spring again. There is a good deal of snow on the ground. From June 21 until June 24 snow fell, and on the 24th there were from Sin to Ilin on the ground. We had another fall on July 27. About 5 inches fell. My two brothers were about half a mile down our paddocks, when they saw a lorry going over the bank. They came up to tell dad. They went up in the car, and found that the man was not injured. Dad took him to Rae’s Junction to catch the bus for Dunedin. The lorry was burnt to ashes. The man jumped out on to the rocks, as the lorry was tumbling down the bank. Mum, my wee brother, and 1 walked two miles and a-half to listen-in to the second test. We enjoyed it very much. It was mum’s birthday on August 4. Love to all the Little Folk and your own dear self. —Yours truly, BUNNY BOBTAIL (Dunrobin).

[You energetic people to walk as far as that to hear the football match, Bunny Bobtail! Your enjoyment in listening-in would reward you. What a stroke of luck it was that the man jumped from the lorry. Your father was a kind person to take him to Rae’s Junction in the car.—DOT.]

Dear Dot, —Please may I join your happy band of Little Folk? I am 13 years of age, and I am in Standard VI at school. The school examinations begin soon. I shall be glad when they are over. We have to write the Navy League Essay next term. The other Monday morning, when I awoke, I noticed that the country was covered with snow. We enjoyed playing snowballs at school. We need rain because the land is very dry. and there is not much feed for animals. We have no cows milking, so we have to buy milk. This is the first winter we have had to buy milk. Do you like reading? I do. We have a library at school, and 1 have read most of the good books in it. I like needlework. I made a pair ot pillowshams last year. I am going to begin making Christmas presents after the examinations are over. Love to all the Little Folk and your own dear sell. — Yours truly, SPRING STAR (Otago).

[Welcome, Spring Star. Your name had been chosen before. It is a good plan to begin making Christmas presents before the busy month arrives. Yes, I like reading. It is a pity that you are not near a big library where there are hundreds of books to choose from. DOI.J ¥ ¥ ¥

Dear Dot, —Winter is nearly over, we are all looking forward to the summer days. I have been busy arranging my flower garden which had new soil put in. It is wonderful to see the primroses, sweet peas, and crocuses sprouting through the earth. The other week a young penguin wandered up the Kakanui River, and as it remained there for some time I took some snaps of it. My mates and I used to be able to pat it on the head until some cruel boys threw stones at it. Then it u.'ed to make a screeching noise. I am ending a photograph of it, and one of my cat Jimmy. I was wondering if they could be put in the Otago Witnc s. As it was the first penguin we have seen we were excited about it. J was at Girl Guides on Saturday, although it was blowing a gale. We have started to learn for our “ Sick Nurse ” badge, which is very interesting work. I called in to see Mother’s Pride one day but .was disappointed when 1 found her out, but I have still a good •hance of meeting her, as I pass through Palmerston every fourth Sunday. We had almost a foot of snow here. As it is over 13 years since we have had any snow we were excited. My brother and I had oome funny times making a huge snow man. The half I made was so big that I could not push it. We put his head on, but as we had only stones for eyes they kept falling out. When my mate arrived we had our photograph taken with the mow man. Many of us were out on the road fighting with the snow. The snow man looked very sad in the afternoon with both his eyes out, and his head all on one side. Temahana and One of the Dauntless ’’’hree have not had letters in for some *ime. The M-ori concert, which I heard ->ver the wireless, was very good. I was varnishing all day Friday, and the luchesse, washstand, and mantelpiece which I did look new. We had a bad frost here the other day. and it was given over the wireless that there were 24 decrees of frost at Naseby. I should not like to be there, as it is cold enough here. There was great excitement here one night, when a large meteor fell into the sea; Some of the people thought it was an «arthauake. while myself and others thought it was thunder. It must have been a large one to make such a noise. T /ove to the Little Folk and your own dear self.-—Yours truly; HAPPY GUIDE (Otago). - [I have sent your auto cards, and given the photographs to the editor, Happy Guide. He will tell you if he has accepted them. I cannot understand how children ran be so cruel as to throw stones at any helpless thing. There is no point in being so unsnortsmanlike. Have you seen an aurora ?—DOT.]

Dear Dot, —Our parrot will hang on to a cushion, and will not let go for a good while. We have a new -wireless set, and it has been very good, but since the snow has been, it has not been very distinct, but the other nights tire very good. Golden Spangles is a very good sewer. She lias a prize for sewing. The snow is not very cold, because it has hail with it. Have vou road the kook called. “Helen’s ■RAVnn<s»” t have rot read it. but my n-niu-r- To it a good book? Our baby has two teeth, and she is

only a little more than four months old. There is a tooth just coming through the gum, and she cries because it hurts her. Love to all Little Folk and your own dear self. —Yours truly, CURLY WHIRLY (Southland). [Snow, like wind and rain, has a bad effect on a wireless concert, Curly Whirly. It deadens the singing and talking. Your parrot thinks he is back in the bush when he holds on tightly. Parrots are perverse birds at times. Yes, I have read the book. It is a good one. Poor baby!—DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —I have received a good number of letters from my friends, all except Bush Boy, with whom I am disappointed. We have the wireless in, and it is going very well. It is just lovely to sit beside a blazing fire and listen to the radio these cold nights. The baby is growing wonderfully. She has two wee teeth, and tw'o more are coming. My sisters were at Sir Joseph Ward’s funeral, and they said it was a very big one. I wish there were more flowers out, as one misses them very much. The ground is hard to dig yet. We saw an aeroplane go over here. It must have been on its way to Dunedin I have a new sleeveless’evening frock of celanese silk. It is of pale green with a gold-coloured collar. Best of luck to all.—Yours truly, SATIN SLIPPER (southland). [Pale green is such a dainty colour, Satin Slipper. Do you wear your namesakes in gold with it? They would match the collar, and with care would keep clean for a long time. Are the baby’s teeth hurting her very much ? I hope they are not.—DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —At last we have spring with us again. It is good to know the -winter is over and the weather will be warm again. We have had a very cold winter down south this year, and we are hoping for some warm sunny days now. There was a fall of snow here. There is still snow lying in places. I see by the paper that the fall of snow was general all over New Zealand. Crimson Rata was married in Invercargill. I am sending you an account of her wedding. It may interest some of the Little Folk, as I know she had some correspondents through the page. The people of this district gave her a send-off, and in spite of the snow there was a large crowd there. My mother and I went, and I enjoyed it very much. After supper Crimson Rata was presented with an oak and silver tray, and a very pretty afternoon tea set. She is going to Ashburton to live lam glad the All Blacks won the test match at Auckland. We are following the progress of the footballers -with keen interest. Our hockey team played our match with Morton Mains with disastrous results for us, Morton Mains defeating us by 5 goals to 1 goal. The return match is to be played here, and we hope we shall do better. Love to all the Little Folk. — Yours truly, MARY II (Southland). [Thank you for the description of Crimson Rata’s wedding, Mary 11. She must have looked a sweet bride. Make the return match a win for yourselves if you can. If not. lessen the number of goals against you.—DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —Spring is seen again. I am kept busy answering letters. The bridge on the main road is going to be pulled down, and a new one built. There are only walkers allowed to cross the river, as there is a plank across, and a wire above to hold on to. We have a little paddock beside the bridge to put the ponies in. Our second term holidays are near. Ploughing is beginning. I am still at fancywork. The book I am reading now is called “ The King of the Golden River.” Heather Sprig is going to play at Morton Mams one day soon. We are milking two cows in the morning and one at night. I am always eager to read your page. I like walking to schoool these frosty mornings, as it is too cold riding. I enjoyed an interesting game of five hundred on Saturday night. Love to all the Little Folk and your own dear self.—Yours truly. DOLENA (Southland).

[A new bridge will be very handy. Dolena. Perhaps you will give us details while it is being br-ilt. Do the ponies approve of their little paddock? Who won that interesting game in the end? —DOT.]

Dear Dot, —We have had a snow storm. There were a number of snow men built fieer. Our second term examination is on, so we are all working hard. I do not know Cliffchild, but she apparently knows me. Our school basket ball team played Seacliff, and we lost. I have a little baby boy cousin at Invercargill. I have a lovely book from a lady in Timaru called “ Princess Carroty Top and Timothy,” by Christine Chaundler. Somefriends of ours went home to Scotland a few months ago; they were going to Ayrshire. There was a ball in Waikouaiti, called “ The Gaiety Girls’ Ball.” The daffodils and snowdrons will soon be out, seeing it is spring. The snow is still round the hills vet. but most of it is melted. Please may I have a member’s badge? I am working two aprons for the Presbyterian Church bazaar. Fondest love to yourself and all the Little Folk.— Yours truly, HAWKESBURY GIRL (Waikouaiti).

[I have posted the badge. Hawkesbury Girl. You have chosen sensible articles for the bazaar. Perhaps the friends -will see Ayrshire Lassie. I should be interested to know about the book. Who was “ Princess Carrotv Top?—DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥

Dear Dot, —I wonder if you know the poem from which I have chosen my penname? It is by Alfred Noyes, and is one of the most charming little poems I have ever read. I was very much pleased to hear that John Masefield had been appointed Poet Laureate. I am very fond of his poetry, and like especially “ The West Wind,” “The Golden City of Saint Mary,” “ Sea Fever,” and “ Cargoes.” Do you know those poems? What an interesting life Masefield has lead! He must have a very versatile nature. It is difficult to conceive a man with a poetical soul in the capacity of harman. I have just finished reading L. M. Montgomery’s latest book, “ Magic for Marigold.” I enjoyed it. but not so much as her other books. It lacks the wonderful spontaneity of the “ Anne ” and “Emily ” booko; and Marigold did not have the charm of Anne or Emily. A short time ago my sister and I wrote to

Mrs Montgomery, telling her how much we loyed her books, and received in reply a delightful letter accompanied by some snaps. Do you remember how Emily, when a child, used to see fairy wallpaper? My sister and I used _to be able to see it also. We told Mrs Montgomery, and she said our letters gave her quite a thrill. She said she had been trying for years to find somebody who could see the fairy wallpaper, but people had thought her foolish and loquacious, till “ like a bolt from the blue,” came our letters. You can imagine how thrilled we were to know we had given a thrill to a famous authoress. It is certainly not very spring-like weather here, as it is raining heavily. Spring always makes me think of soft blue skies, fragrant breezes, and all the world very young, and green, and fresh. I suppose next month will be more like my conception of spring. My birthday is in September. I shall be 17. A few years ago, I thought 17 very old, and that by the time I reached that age I should feel grown-up and dignified; but I feel neither. I have a little nephew, Geoff, aged four years, and a little niece, Gwenyth, aged four months. They are such darlings. Geoff has fair curls and brown eyes, and is like an adorable wee elf. Gwenyth grows very fast, and is lovelier every day. I call her Wendy sometimes. I think it is such a sweet little name. I must close now, as I have a book which I want to begin reading. It is “ Margaret Ogilvie,” by Sir J. M. Barrie. Have you read it? I like Barrie’s plays, but I have not read many. Some time ago I began reading one of his plays, but was unable to finish it. It was about a prominent politician who was left a large fortune on the condition that he took a very peculiar name. I cannot remember the name of the play. I shall say good-bye now, with best wishes.—Yours truly. THE ELFIN ARTIST (Dunedin).

[Yes, indeed, I know the poem, Elfin Artist. Have you ever been to Sussex and dipped your paintbrush in the dew? I also know the poems you mention, and, like you, admire Masefield very much. I was interested to hear about your delightful adventure with L. M. Montgomery. You will enjoy “ Margaret Ogilvie.” Have you read Barrie’s books about Sentimental Tommy?—DOT.]

Dear Dot, —It is with regret I write this letter to the page, as I have now reached my majority, and will need to say au revoir until Old Writers’ Week. It is over six years since I began to write to the page, and I can remember the puzzle it was to A Lonely Country Lass and myself to find a nom de plume. How anxious we were for the Otago Witness to come to see our first letters! We have had a fail of snow lately. There were eight inches. I made two snow men, then mother took a snap of me in between them. We have not had any floods this year sb far, but August is generally a very wet month. There was a send-off for the school teacher recently, and although there was a good deal of snow on llie ground a good crowd turned up, and had an enjoyable time. The teacher was presented with a white xylonite manicure set on a stand. What excitement the test matches caused! Everybody one meets asks, “ Who will win the test? ” I would have liked to go to Dunedin to see the first test, but -was not lucky enough. Peggy is at home just now, and is intending to go up to see Everybody’s Friend soon. I received some very useful presents for my twenty-first birthday. I -was up helping my mate cook for the mill men a while ago, and we had a good time. We went over to see the threshing one day, and took some snaps, but they did not come out very clearly. I am like a number of the Little Folk, troubled with chilblains. Both my heels are swollen, and very irritable, and the frosts make them worse. How quickly this year has flown It will soon be the busy time for the farmers, then it means early breakfasts and late teas. We have lost two of our oest sheen dogs with distemper. and it makes a difference too when there is mustering to do. I have a pet pup. and it is getting very mischievous. When I am walking it runs up behind me and tears my stockings. Poppy o’ France has not written to_ the page for a while now, and Double "Violet has not made an appearance either. Well, I will close until Old Writers’ Week, and wish the page everv success.—Yours truly, KEEP SMILING (Waihemo).

[I am sorry to lose you, Keep Smiling. Do not forget me when Old Writers’ Week comes, for I shall be looking for you. 1 see that you have pleasant memories of your Narly Little Folk days. I am sorry about vour chilblains. Do all you can to keep your feet warm, and they will improve. What a shame about the sheep dogs! Is the mischievous pup a sheep dog too? —DOT.]

Dear Dot, —I have not been to school recently, as I have had a touch of influenza. Dad has had it too. He was in bed for some time. We are starting our term examination soon, and I -wish we -were not. as I do not like examinations. We shall be having holidays sopn, and I shall be glad. We had a slight fall of snow recently, and dad and I had a snow fight. Mum would not come out. She said it was too c-old. I am working a tea cosy for fancywork, and making a blue cotton fuji nightdress at school. I am going to scallop it with pink cotton. I have two correspondents through the page, and they write very interesting letters. Their noms de plume are Nipper’s Mistress and Nanetta. Nanetta is my cousin. There is a dancing class here now, but I do not go. Love to all the Little Folk and yourself.—Yours truly. PANSY WHITE (Studholme).

[lnfluenza is a nasty complaint. Pansy White. I am glad that you and father are better now. Perhaps you caught it when playing in the snow. You will probably do well at your examinations. A blue nightdress shoulcL look very pretty.— DOT.]

Dear Dot, —The weather has been very cold down here lately, and I think we shall have more snow. Have you bad any snow in Dunedin lately? I suppose you are kept very busy answering all the questions you are asked in the tittle Folk’s letters, are you not? I have a camera of my own, and I took four snaps the other day, as it was a fine sunny day. Love to all the Little Folk and your own dear self.— Yours trulv. FAIRY OF THE GOT,DEN LILY (Port Molyneux).

[We have had a little snow, Fairy of the Golden Lily. Yes, I am kept very busy indeed. A camera is a very useful toy. DOT y° U d eve l°P your own pictures.—*

Dear Dot, —The ground is becoming very wet again. We had a fall of snow, which lay for about two days. The book which 1 am reading at present is entitled “ The Way ot an Eagle,” by Ethel M. Dell. As tar as I have read it is a good book. One Saturday night we went to the K ct,l o es ; # - was entitled “The King of the Rodeo, its main actor being Hoot .Gibson, It was a good picture. I received a number of books from a correspondent, and was pleased to receive Vwjh as I was out of reading matter. Middlemarch School, where I attended tor three years, is holding its jubilee soon 1 want to go up to it, but I do not know yet if I shall be going. At nrst 1 thought we were going. Jt is two years since I was there last.—Yours truly,

DUNIRA (Taieri). [Ethel M Dell is a popular writer, Dumra. I do not admire her work very much myself, however. The picture sounds as if it would be very exciting. Was there much buck-jumping in it? You were fortunate to receive a gift of books. 1 DOT ] not^’n ° more acceptable, I think.

Dear Dot, —Rain has been wanted here very much, but it has arrived at last, 7 thmk we are going to have a flood, .the talkies have started in Waimate, and so far are very well patronised. I went to the Desert Song,” and it was very good. Our district has a fortnightly euchre and dance, and they are always very well attended. There is to be a Waihao Downs bachelors and spinsters’ ball in August. I am a member, so I suppose I shall be going to it. I am reading two good books called “ The Matheson Marriage ” and “ The Arabian Nights Entertainments.” They are very sad. I have not been to music for a long time. My teacher will be wondering what has become of me. Christmas Lily and I learn from the same teacher. My sister writes to your page. Her name is Schoolgirl’s Mate. She has a number ot correspondents. Love to all the Little Folk and your nwn dear self.—Yours truly, THE MAID OF THE MORN (Waimate). [The ending of “ The Arabian Nights ” is a happy one. Maid of the Morn. Do not stay away too long from music. It is hard to practise without a teacher. Describe the dance to me.—DOT.] ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot,- —May I join the band of Little Folk. I am seven years of age, and I am in Standard I. My brother, Marmite, is writing, too. I have two more brothers, one three years old, and a baby of three months. We have a pony called Barney. There are 12 scholars in our school, eight girls and four boys. The boys play football sometimes, but there are not enough of us, so we ask the girls to play, too. I like arithmetic best. My dad has 1200 sheep, two cows, six horses, and two sheep dogs. I love animals. I am longing to see the little lambs. Love to all. —Yours truly, MAGNESIA (Balfour). [Let us hope that the sun is here when the lambs appear, Magnesia. Yes, you may be a member, and I have entered your name. Do you ride Barney _to school? Do not be rough when the girls are called in to help the football numbers.—DOT.] *■ ¥ ¥ ¥ Dear Dot, —May I write for your page? I am eight years old, and I am in Standard I at school. My brother, Magnesia, is in the same class as I am, and we started school on the same day. I like handwork best, and received a special prize for it last year. I was in Dunedin for May term holidays, and 1 stayed at my auntie’s at St. Kilda. We had great fun on the beach. The weather here is cold, and snow and frost are thick on the ground. The birds will soon be building tbfeir nests. Good wishes to all. —Yours trulv, MARMITE (Balfour). [Yes, you may join. Marmite. Handwork is an interesting subject. Our beaches are ideal picnic places in summer. The bathing, of course, must be done on the extreme edge owing to the currents. —DOT.] NOTES. Rosy "Wings.—Write to I. Atkinson, 81 Old Mill road, Uddingston, Scotland, or Sheila Fraser, 34 Hunter’s avenue, Ayr, Scotland. —DOT. _ Early Riser.—The address is M. Kirkwood, Conness street, Chiltern, Victoria, Australia. —DOT. Wild Bill from Spring Creek.—Send your name and address that I may put your auto in.—DOT. AUTOS. Winnie the Pooh (Joyce Auld, Waitahuna) wishes to correspond with Black Eyed Susan and Guide Ruth. Dancing Dolly (E. Scoular, Matakanui Station, Omakau, Central Otago) wishes to correspond with any Little Folk between 11 and 12 years of age. Mount Egmont Princess (Heather Watson, Lowgarth, Taranaki) wishes to correspondents in the South Island. The Red Butterfly (Hazel Terry, Rural Delivery, Waipounamu) wishes to correspond' with Little Shepherdess and any Little Folk overseas. Jazz Baby (Jessie Howden, Stafford street, Blackball, via Grey mouth) wishes to correspond with any Little Folk between the ages of 15 and 17. Haeata (Mona Thomson, 8 Ruahine street, Mangatera, would like to correspond with Barnacle Bill, Apia, ' and any Little Folk 20 years of age, or any Old Writers. Dolena (Elizabeth Carnie, No. 2. Rural Delivery, Wyndham, Southland) ■wishes to ’ correspond with any Little Folk between I the ages of 10 and 12. r The Maid of the Moon (Florence t Turner Grassy Hills, Rural Mail, Waii mate, South Canterbury) would like to , correspond -with Plain Jean and any other , Little Folk from 13 to 15 years of age. t Fairy of the Golden Lily (Eileen Scott, 5 Port Molyneux, Otago) wishes to cor- - respond with Houdan. Alice Blue Gown, Falling Peach, Florida, Shining Waters, Olive, and Fernleaf, and any other Litille Folk willing.