The WENDT HUT LETTERBOX

Taranaki Daily News, 20 June 1931, Page 21 (Supplement)

The WENDT HUT LETTERBOX

LETTER! to M Addrestoli «WENW Cw Taranaki Daily Box H - NEW PLYMOUTH.

Bernard Mellor, Skeet Road.— Billijcins is enjoying your jokes and riddled very much. You will sefc that some of them are on the next page, but not all, as there was not room for them all this | time. Yes, earthquakes are very | interesting, although tragic. ./

Charlie Schuler, Kapuni.—This is just a little letter to thank you for the poetry you send; we should love to get a letter from you, telling us all the things you do and what you like best. Do you play football? Billikins does and thinks it is a fine game. “Aotearoa,” Cardiff- —We were looking at a snapshot of,you in the Hut album the other day and "wondering when we should of you. again. There is not much time for letters and home-work and basketball, too, is there? ’Baby Margaret is very, well and is knitting bed-socks for .Wendy. Billikins is well and oh! so full of fun. " Thelma Hatcher, Te Wera.—You put lots of excitements into your holiday and it is so thrilling ,to hear the '‘talkies” for the first time, isn’t it? Did your cat know you with your hair off? Snuff has caught hold of Baby. Margaret’s wool and is having a lovely, woolly time. ' “The Three Kittens,” Brixton—Two letters from you this time and we are so excited! Sometimes the pbstie waits & few days before he brings up our letters, and that is how we get two together. The last leaf has tumbled off our trees and the golden glory o± autumn is over. The poor Hut Gardener! He has swept and swept the garden paths and now he is glad there are no more leaves to spoil his work. •: Rhoda Barrows, Kg.mont Village.— The south wind is blowing so hard today and all the pine-needles are littering the nice clean paths that the Hut Gardener swept yesterday. The twins are out with their little cart collecting pine-cones; won’t our fire be crackly and bright to-night? What a lovely eight of the three mountains you had when you climbed that hill! - Joyce Murphy, Waipuku,—Billikins likes the pen-name you asked for very much indeed; it sounds so full of mischief! He has found a poor little bird’s nest, blown down by the wind, but there were no eggs in it. I think it was probably a “nest to let” for next season, don’t you? Beulah George, Taraita.—Tinker bell was pleased to get a. letter . from you and to hear that you have so many of her birthday cards. It is o rcat. fun painting them in, and the most difficult part is making Tinkerbell’s wings the right colour. The Hut garden is struggling on, in spite of wind and rain and°frost, and the red berries are our cheerful friends. “Nemesia,” Pukengahu.—Did you throw pennies into the pool for the Maori children to dive for at Rotorua and did you see the boiling mud pool which looks like -your porridge when it is boiling in the pot in the mornings? What a lovely time you must have had with your little chickens, and I know Baby Margaret would love to cuddle them, too.

Margaret and Joyce Dick, Stratford. —Birthday'- parties are.' most exciting for dolls, and when Baby Margaret has a birthday Teddy is allowed to csit up at the table beside her and have a specially large bit of birthday cake. Black Topsy sits up, too, but' because she is a girl she has to have her hair brushed extra well to get the tangles out, so she is a little sail at first. J suppose you wish little Jessie would remain a baby longer, don’t’you? Rex Woodley, Mangamingi—Yes, we received your letter last week and I am sorry you missed the answer. 1 wonder what could have .happened to it? We always know there is :a letter from you when the Wendy mail comes in, and Blllikins looks forward to hearing what you do every week. How busy you must have been last weekend; my word! didn’t it rain! Tl.r Hut folk were all paddling about in gumboots and were enjoying it as if they were ducks. - ■ - : ■

“Waratali,” Tirimoana.— Row really exciting! Two letters from you, too, this time, both packed with news. 1 am so glad you like books, because they are great friends and a pleasant way to learn about things. For those of us who cannot travel a book can take us and toll us all the most interesting things about the country we are visiting, and a fairy-tale can take us where only dreams may go. Roy Fraser, Arawhata Road.—Billikins "is a mischief; he has used my pencil as a poker for the fire and now it is all.charred. We like your new penname‘very much, and do not forget to sign it when you write, will you?/ Sorry about thh finger; it is very awkward when one cannot use one finger, but how much worse it wopld be without any! Football is a good game, isn’t it? ‘‘Robin Hood,” Mahoenui.—What a clever riddle! Billikins kept guessing and guessing, but he did not get it right. It would be hard to imagine a world without music; the birds were the first musicians: that ever -were, and I notice that even in the heavy rain to-day they are singing. I think they are “making the best of a bad job, don’t you?

“Desert Gold,” Rawhitiroa.-— Don’t you love the way rabbits make their pink noses “wiggle’’? When Baby Mar-, "aret is old enough to look after one herself she will, have one, too, because she loves them so. How sad you will be without your nasturtiums because they are so bright and cheerful; however, they grow easily and you could plant some more very soon.

Ray Hohaia; Opunake.—A cheery welcome from us all, Ray, and thank you so much for the poetry; Baby Margaret loves reading the poetrj the Tinks send in. and sometimes she learns some if it is not too long. We shall look forward to your first letter to us, Ray.

Pat Linehan, Rahotu—l hope that “Nig” will soon be well enough for you to teach him a few tricks. But please do not teach him to catch little birds because they arc such dear, happy little creatures and our world would be so sad without them. Baby. Margaret has a very special sparrow-friend, who visits her on her window-sill every morning. ,•"

Jean Sampson, Mokau River. —It was very thrilling to get two new members in one letter, and we are so glad to welcome you both. I need to hear about your pet sparrow quite a lot and 1 am sorry to hear that you have it no longer. Baby Margaret and I feed the sparrows every morning in the winter with bread-crumbs, and she has many friends among them.

Beth Cook, Huinga.—You will find it is great fun having a pen-friend in another land, and she will tell, you all kinds of things that will be so interesting and you didn't ever know before! If you would like a pattern for a very easily-knitted pair of bed-socks let Tinkerbell know and she will send you the pattern. You could make a pair as a surprise for Mummy.

Ellie Cox, Inglewood.—What a pretty pen-name you have thought of linkerbell likes it very much. She says that “Fay” means “Fairy”; did you know that? Perhaps your two brothers will join the Hut some day, too, if they have not too many home-lessons to do. Do you run all the way to school to get warm these cold mornings?

“Poppy,” Opuuake.—l wonder what your little poem means and it “crabapple stem” is a secret code in fairyland? I wonder if you have ever seen crabapples? They look so apphtifiihg, but when one tastes they they are so sour that they Almost double one up. I think our horrid slangy word, “crabby”, originated froin crabapple.

Edna Whiting, Sheet Road.—l am always pleased to receive a poem that is composed by a Tink. The one you sent this week is very good indeed, and some of the words you used arc very descriptive. We liked the drawings, too, and did not think them at all funny. It is nice to know you like school; you may find that the subject you do not like now will be the cne you like most later.

Molly Black, Mokau.—Your “queer advertisements” are indeed amusing; can you hear old Billikins still laughing? Pheasants are beautiful birds, but I °like to see them alive better than when they are dead. Yes, it can rain here, too. Baby Margaret is watching two rain-drops having a race down the window-pane.

Vernon Mangino, New Plymouth. Tinkerbell ' has brought in a lovely spray of red barberry berries from the garden, and oh! they have such big sharp prickles! Do you milk your new cow and do the separating? Billikins is verv keen on football at present and he enjoys a game at marbles, too. So do the twins, and just now they are sitting on the floor having a game with Baby Margaret.

Gordon Mangino, New Plymouth.—All the Tinka are busy flying kites this weather. Don’t you wish you could fly to Mars ivith yours sometimes? How unkind of your cow to chew up all your winter cabbages; were you the 'gardener, or was Daddy? Please tell Vernon how glad we were with the “Grey Mouse” poetry.

Patricia Pepperell, I'fltham. -Baby Margaret was delighted with her letter from Vivie; please thank her foi it very much. Would you like liger for' your pen-name? It sounds very fierce, doesn't it? We have entered your birthday on the Hut Roll and you will be sure to receive a card from .linkerbell this time. Sometimes birthdays get lost and we cannot find them.

Leslie , Egmont Village.—-We have tried to remember the other bit, but we just cannot. What a perfectly wonderful time you had at the show and what lots of things there were to see! We like the merry-go-round best of all; it is such a lovely feeling to go round and round on those funny horses. The south wind is blowing our pumpkins along the garden paths to-day.

Elsie Proud; Hillsborough.—l know that Billikins and the twins will turn into sugar-sticks like the fat Billy, of your poem did. On cold wet days like to-day they persuade Cookie to let them go into the kitchen and make toffee, and then they bur all the saucepans and it takes poor Cookie days to clean them.

Gordon Freeman, Hawera.—l can suggest a pen-name for you or you can chose by yourself, just as you like. There are lots of thrilling ones you could have. It is cold weather . for boating, I think, but Billikins thinks you are clever to make a boat and then sail in it without sinking. He made one once, but it just sank to the bottom, and he has not made another. Edna Hill, Okato—Such a big load of pine-cones the twins have gathered, and now some of them are crackling in our fire. Just a time ago they were swinging on the tree-tops and now they are making the Hut family warm. Do you put your dolls in a row before the fire on-winter nights as Baby Margaret does? Ellen Williams, Tariki.—Welcome to the Wendy Hut, Ellen, and tell Phyllis that we should love to have her, too, if she would like to join. Please do not forget to sign your full name when you write again because we Hut folk have not very good memories and we may forget whom to write to. Docs Jack Frost nip your nose and toes when you go to school in' the morning?

Laurie Fletcher, Rawhitiroa. —You did not give the answer to the question you asked Billikins, and he is so anxious to know because he cannot guess it, Billikins lias not a cart. The twins have one, but not such a grand one as yours is. Theirs is made from a box, and it has two pram wheels, which often come off.

Coral Sampson, Mokau River. —We are so pleased to have you as a new member and we hope you will soon get to know our Hut family. Thank you for the “Dutch” poem; we like it very much indeed. Holland is very flat and very clean, and they grow fields and fields of lovely flowers there. They sliip them 10. England one evening and next morning they are being sold in the London streets.

“Lady of October,” Cardin. —Maori tunes are very quaint and captivating, aren't they? Can you sing, “For He’s a Jolly Good Fellow” in Maori as Billikins says he can? When Baby Margaret .Jookcd out of the window this morning and saw Mount Egmont so white she said, “Jack Frost has bitten the poor old mountain badly.” lllillll