THE LIMBERLOST.

Taranaki Daily News, 21 December 1929, Page 8 (Supplement)

THE LIMBERLOST.

Do you remember the “Limberlost” in the book of Gene Stratton Porter? If you do, you’ll be more than glad to know what has become of it. On this Indiana estate there are forty acres of - trees beside farm land, and the big log-built Limberlost Cabin itself. In the ten acres round th© cabin Mrs. Porter had made a wonderful wild garden of plants, vines and trees, which it is said is unrivalled in America. It is valued at £25,000, and the author’s daughter has refused many handsome offers, and sold it to the Boy Scouts for only £5OOO. As there are eleven rooms and a kitchen in the cabin, it will make a splendid Nature museum and training centre, while tents can be pitched in the woods, and food grown on the farm. Never, surely, did Scouts 1 have a better headquarters. The Limberlost is to be congratulated too. Scouts and Guides seem to be the only people who can be relied upon always to go to beautiful places without spoiling them. The flowers will not be torn up by the roots, nor the trees covered with initials, nor the green sward Jittered with tins and papers when the Scouts take over the Limberlost. SAND CASTLES. You are sure to play sand castles while you are on holiday by the sea, that is, if you are lucky enough to be staying where there is a sandy shore. And when you play your castles one morning you might as well, make a game with them, getting the -little chums you have made o nholiday to join’ in. The idea is to make half a dozen castles in a row with your pail. They must be about four inches apart, and to play the game you sit or stand at a given point a few* yards back, and bowl the ball towards the openings between the sand castles. The diea, you see, is for the ball not to knock over a castle. If it does it scores ten points against you. But each time you bowl the ball through the alley between the castles then it scores a point for you. I expect you’ll all find yourself with some points--minus at the end of this jolly game.

How many foreigners make a man impolite ?—(Forty Poles make one rud< (rood).