Smoke Screens

Southland Times, Issue 25312, 15 June 1935, Page 22

Smoke Screens

—Highly Commended— The smoke from the city chimneys, Forms a screen on the landscape around, And as far as the eye can see, Reaches right from the sky to the ground.

It hides the beautiful scenery, The parks and the shores of the beaches, It cannot hide the beauty from me, Because my eye, the beauty reaches. —2 marks to Cousin Phyllis Rule (16), Mataura Island.

Cousin Kitty Hannon 40 Cousin Nellie Hannon 40 Cousin Elizabeth Sampson 40 Cousin Elfreda Sampson 40 Cousin Heather McLeay 40 Cousin Daphne McLeay 40 Cousin Edna Wall 40 Cousin William Shanks 40 Cousin Fanny Shanks 40 Cousin Charlie Shanks 40 Cousin Eleanor Shanks 40 Cousin Olive Shanks 40 Cousin Connie Buchanan 40 Cousin Francis Millar 40 Cousin Mary Granthan 40 Cousin Jack McLeay 40 Cousin Max Watson 40 Cousin Annie Watson 40 Cousin Lorell Grant 40 Cousin Margaret Blatch 40 Cousin Betty Greer 40 Cousin Margaret Hyndman 40 Cousin Marjorie O’Halloran * 40 Cousin Albert Moore 40 Cousin Sylvia Raines 40 Cousin Nyrie Edginton 40 Cousin Colin McLelland 40 Cousin Moira Couling 40 Cousin Margery Barlow 40 Cousin John Hunter 40 Cousin Agnes Hunter 40 Cousin Robert Hunter 40 Cousin Joan Toogood 40 Cousin Keith Deal 40 Cousin Daphne Shields 40 Cousin Joyce Ward 40 Cousin Jeanette Moore 40 Cousin Daphne Todd 40 Cousin Ruth Finlay 40 Cousin Betty Finlay 40 Cousin Josie Symon 40 Cousin Lilian Todd 40 Cousin Laurence Moir 39 Cousin Phyllis Rule 39 Cousin Aileen Henderson 39 Cousin Pat Henderson 39 Cousin Winifred McKay 39 Cousin Lex Davidson 39 Cousin Jack Davidson 39 Cousin Olive Paton 38 Cousin Hazel Hodgkinson 38 Cousin Raymond Dowden 38 Cousin Ruth Dowden 38 Cousin Margery Wilson 38 Cousin Ronald Deal 38 Cousin Alan Moore 38 Cousin Edna Bagrie ' 38 Cousin Grace Walker 38 Cousin Elvia Haywood 38 Cousin Dulcie Tuffery 38 Cousin Joyce Perriam 37 Cbusin Ngaire Horrell 37 Cousin Elva Winsloe 37 Cousin Joyce Rule 35 Cousin Ken McKay 35 Cousin Kath Springford 35 Cousin Ruth Springford 35 Cousin Rosie Bennett 35 Cousin lain Toogood 35 Cousin Corinne Bryant 35

The men, who were fond of cats, took pity on the poor little thing and took it into the fire and fed 'it. When Reta came home she was very upset at her kitten being lost. She was so worried about it that her father decided to advertise for it. This pleased Reta and she waited longingly for some news.

One night the two men were sitting round the fire reading the newspaper. One of them noticed an advertisement for a lost kitten and they at once replied. When Reta received the news she hurried to see if it was her kitten. She was overjoyed when she found it was her own Nigger, and thanked the men for being so kind to her kitten. Reta then returned home with her lost treasure in her arms. The little kitten and his mistress once more enjoyed themselves together. —2 marks to Cousin Elsie McDowall (9), Wrights Bush-Gladfield R.D. —Highly Commended.— Peter was a small kitten who was born with his sister in a warm, cosy basket. When he was eight weeks old his master came to him and said, “Well, Peter, how would you like to live in the country?” Peter licked his master’s hand to show how pleased he was, at which he was picked up, put in a basket and lifted into a car. It was quite a long journey to the country and Peter was rather knocked about when at last the lid was lifted and he was put in the hands of a small boy, who answered to the name of Jack. He was delighted with Peter and was never tired of playing with him, sometimes rather roughly. One day Jack’s father suggested that they should, go for a picnic and Jack insisted that Peter should go with them. After a lot of arguing Peter was placed in a basket and driven off with the rest of them. _ At last they arrived at the picnic and Jack quickly opened Peter’s basket, at which mischievous Peter jumped out and ran into the bushes glad to be out of the basket. Jack and his parents looked for. two hours, but they could not find him. Poor Jack was heartbroken. He cried and sobbed nearly all the time they were looking for Peter. When they arrived home that night they were still without Peter, for he had not turned up.

Cousin Elsie Clive .33 Cousin Peggy Williamson 32 Cousin Helen Goldsmith 32 Cousin Flora Henderson 25 Cousin June Rees 25

I heard the mew of a kitten. I looked about me, but I spied no kitten, so, I continued my journey. I soon finished my shopping and began to go home. I was passing by the same houses as before, when I heard the mew again. I said to myself that there must be a kitten in need of help somewhere. I looked around, and my looks were rewarded because there in the guter lay a black kitten with the water nearly covering it. I took it up, and found that it had a nearly broken leg. I carried it and bandaged up its leg as well as giving it a drink. Next day I loooked in the “Lost and Found” column in the paper, to see if there was anything about a kitten. Sure enough I saw. “Lost a black kitten. Earmarked. Reward. Apply J. M. White, 90 Newtown.” I looked at the kitten’s ear and found a round mark. I gave it a drink and Dad took me in the car to f Mr White’s. I took the kitten into the house and Mrs White said it was their kitten. Mr White arrived home while I was there and he said that it must have wandered away and something must have run over it’s leg to injure it. He thanked me and gave me five shillings as a reward. —2 marks to Cousin Jack McLeay (12), Seaward Downs. —Highly Commended. — “Come on, dears. We’ll soon find some food.” These words were uttered by Mrs Cat as she led her children across some fields in search of food, which was very scarce. Suddenly, Blackie, who was the most adventurous member of the family, tried his hand at catching a baby bird, and he might have succeeded had -not mother bird come to the rescue of her offspring. Her approach caused him to take a false step, and, in his haste, he jumped upon a loose board at the edge of the duck-pond. Alas! this proved no shelter/ for the sudden jerk drove the board out into the duck-pohd. His pitiful meows drew the attention of his mother who had not noticed his absence, As her one hope of rescue lay in the ducks’ assistance she hunted round until, she found them. Quickly she explained the sad plight after which the ducks swam out to the rescue like real life-savers. With their beaks, they pushed the marooned raft shorewards where a frightened little kitten crept off and clung closely to his mother. With many thanks Mrs Cat took her departure, wisely deciding that in future she would do the hunting alone.

—2 marks to Cousin Keith Deal (11), 53 Mitchell street.

them and she blurted out the whole story. They gladly came with her, mostly out of curiosity. Luckily Agnes was still asleep when they arrived back. While the rest lay in ambush, Hilda stepped forward and awakened Agnes. The girl looked up with a start. “What do you want?” she said maliciously. “Oh it’s about my pet. I have found that you took it.” “Really, how do you know?” said Agnes spitefully. “I heard everything, and I’ll make Suzan confess if you don’t.” ‘Even though I did take it you can’t prove it to the Head-mistress. I can say I didn’t do it.” “No you can’t,” chorused several voices. “Ten against one will convince the Head.” . , „ , Agnes was confronted by all the guides and then she knew she was conquered. The laurels were presented to Hilda, Agnes being disqualified. The prize was a new cycle which was greatly admired. —1 mark to Cousin Kath Springford (12), 304 Yarrow street. —Commended— A great sensation was caused in the district, for the mayor of the town had a lovely Persian kitten, and by some mysterious means it had vanished in the night. How! When! Where! Nobody knew! So greatly was it prized by its owners that a reward of one pound was offered,- to the person who could discover its whereabouts. One girl, named Rene, jumped at the idea, of earning some money, no matter how small the sum, for it was hermother’s birthday and she did her best to collect some money for a present. First of all she would have to look foxtraces of prints. From the mayor she learnt that the lost animal was wearing a red ribbon round his neck. As she was closing the gate of the mayor’s residence she heard a pecular sound of scratching. It attracted her attention and looking round she saw a patch of red on the roof of the house. Would it be the long lost kitten?. To reach it, it would mean having to climb up ,on to the roof. But how to get there? That was the question. To climb up the spouting would be dangerous, but nevertheless it was worth a pound. Rene grabbed hold of the-piping and climbed steadily up.it. Up! Up! At last! Yes! It was a kitten. Taking it in her arms, she began thinking of how to descend. The best way, she thought, would be to call somebody. A ladder was soon brought, and she was praised on all sides of her, You

watching the sparrows hopping about on the lawn. One day when Mary was calling it to get its milk it did not come. Then she thought for a moment. What can be the matter with it?. It must be lost. She went running into her mother with tears trickling down her cheeks. Mary started telling mother the sad news. So mother put on her hat and coat and off they went looking for poor little They searched every-' where. Two or three days they were' looking for it, until one day Mary' thought of the bam. She thought she! would look in the bam because there' is a large heap of hay there. She went over and heard a cat meowing just like her pet kitten meows. Tip-toeing over to where the noise was coming, she lifted up some hay and saw her poor little kitten, caught by the leg in a rabbit’s trap. Mary freed her kitten which was nearly dying. With a leap of joy she went running into her mother saying over several times “I have found the kitten.” After that Mary nursed and fed Fluffy until it was better. I —1 mark to Cousin Edna Fothering-j ham (11), Makarewa. —Commended. — One summer’s day, as I was walking, along a small lane I saw coming to-, wards me a small black kitten. It; looked as if it were lost, so I picked it! up and took it home. When I arrived home I gave it a large saucer of milk, which it lapped up very quickly. It looked as though it wanted more so| I gave it another one. It was quite content with its new home, and at nights | it slept in a big box, with one of my: doll’s blankets over it. About two weeks later a little girl came and asked if I knew of any one finding a black kitten. I said, “Yes,” and I fetched mine out. She said it was hers. She gave me a shilling for finding it, and took it away. 1 mark to Cousin Joyce Creighton (10), Lorneville. —Commended.— I had a black kitten that followed me everywhere I used to go. It was a lovely little kitten, I was very fond of it. One day I went to see a girl friend and the kitten went with me, but when I started for home the kitten was no where to be seen. I looked and looked everywhere, but could not find it. I went home very- sad because it was such a great little friend that never let me go to the gate alone. —1 mark to Cousin Elva Haywood (7), Section 8, Glencoe R.D., Invercargill.