A Little World for Little People

Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 750, 24 August 1929, Page 33

A Little World for Little People

FRIENDSHIP IS A STEADY LIGHT SHINING IN DARK PLACES

PRESENTATIONS

VOL know, said the Woodpecker, with a wistful glance at the l Dawn Lady, who had just taken off her thinking cap and announced the results of the puzzle competition, “I had hopes of winning a prize this week, but the only things I could think of beginning with B were bats, baa-baa black sheep, beetles, bur"- . rs am | boiling water, and I couldn’t find any of those in the picture. “I was looking for baboons, bath-salts, beef-tea, biscuits and barley-sugar, sighed the Doorkeeper, “but thev weren’t there either. “Never mind,” answered the Dawn Lady, “ I have a pleasant surprise for you both. Mister Doorkeeper, here is the latest picture of you—drawn from memory. lam sure you will a"ree that it is a good likeness.” "Well, well,” murmured the Doorkeeper, with a pleased smile. ‘f am surely a handsome fellow.” And. went on the Dawn Lady, “ a Sunbeam has sent the Woodpecker a beautiful ostrich feather and a letter to sav that she hopes he js not snowed in with messages this week.” i r ostrich feather ?” exclaimed the Woodpecker. “What a wonderful asset for my secret chamber. Please give it to me immediately. Why, it is so large that I shall never be able to carry jt in my beak. Please help me, and please give the Sunbeam my very best regards and thanks.” “She is sick in bed at present,” said the Da\vn Lady, “so vou must send her some lucky taps, too.” “Aren’t the daffodil paintings wonderful?” called the Little Thought. “1 have just been looking at them. Do vou mind if I show them to the daffodils over by the Wishing Well? I have half promised.” •Why, of course you may,” laughed the Dawn Lady, “And perhaps it would be as well if you looked for some tulips, because there is another springtime painting competition starting todav. *' ' l* ere comes ; Ike smallest Pixie Postman looking verv flushed and happy. And see, he has a portrait of himself with tiny feathery wings like those of a baby angel. The Sunbeam has drawn him in the act of presenting the Dawn Lady with a bouquet. “I have called to see if you have a spare frame,” said .—. » the smallest Pixie Postman, of i lQ\ J a J , modestly. “And please, if you don't mind, I would like a - » solid gold one.” v