WENDY HUT LETTERBOX.

Taranaki Daily News, 28 April 1934, Page 10 (Supplement)

WENDY HUT LETTERBOX.

LETTERS to be Addressed: “WENDY,” Care Taranaki Daily News, Box 119, NEW PLYMOUTH.

Lucy and Jimmy Mouat, Te Were: The Hut folk think it was very clever of you both to win some races at the .sports. Did you feel very tired when you got home? We are glad the jumper is finished, Lucy. < You must be feeling very proud ft of it.

“Mother’s Fairy,” Uruti: Baby Margaret will still be called “Baby” for a long time yet, I expect, for everyone has become so used to calling' her that that it would take a long long time to change it. And then, of course, she is still the baby at the Hut. “Tweedledum,” Mokau: We have already thanked you in another letter for the piece of poetry you sent us, Tink. We found it in “Tweedledee's” letter which arrived before yours did, so then we thought perhaps “Tweedledum” and “Tweedledee” had really had a quarrel and that “Tweedledum” was not going to write to us this week! “Starry Sky,” Pihama: We suppose your exams are over by now and you are feeling excited about the holidays. There have been some stormy, rainy days at the Hut just lately, so of course the Hut folk ai’e all hoping it will be better by the time the holidays come. Eileen Bryant, Hawera: Another Tink has “Kowhai” for a pen-name, Eileen, so we are afraid we eannot let you have it, too. Perhaps if you choose another name it will be one that no one else has had. Tire Tink’s address that you are wanting is Inglewood, Tinker Bell says. “Yellow Hammer,” Rahetu: It has been raining hard here at the Hut, too, lately, and one night flashes of lightning kept sweeping across the sky. Baby Margaret was just a little frightened of it at first, but she very soon went to sleep and so, of course, forgot all about it!

“White Rata,” Turakawa: Your recipe for queen cakes looks good, Tink, so Cookie is going to try it for us in the holidays. We are glad your nut loaf rose so well in the oven, but we suppose it is all eaten Up by this time, is it?

Edna Riddick, Rowan: Tinker Bell has been looking in her book and she finds that “Mountain Maid” has been used for a pen-name, but she thinks you might like “Mountain Mist” instead of that, for then your name would be something like that of your pen-friend’s. “Golden Shoes,” Mangamingi: There is no dust either at the Hut to-day, although the wind is blowing, for the rain fairies have been very busy lately sending ever so many showers to the earth. Yes; the holidays will soon be coming now.

“The Three Kittens,” Brixton: Books can make the time pass very happily when the rain is tumbling down outside, we find. . Billikins says he hopes the flowers were not washed right out of May’s garden after all the rain you had that day!

“Woody,” Mangamingi: Whatever did you do with all the mushrooms that you gathered, Rex? Why, ifi> makes our mouths water just to think of them! What gay holidays you will have with the jubilee in the middle of them. I suppose it makes you look forward to them even more than ever.

Nola Petersen, Brixton: Yes; Baby Margaret is sure your little sister would make a very good playmate for her, so she wants to know if you will tell her of all the funny things she does so that Baby Margaret can pretend they are playing together sometimes. Laurie Gatton, Stratford: Your letter came as a surprise to the Hut folk today, Tink, for it was a long time since they had heard from you. Does Tyke still pull your cart about or has he grown tired of that? The Twins have a little cart at the Hut, but Bouncer the dog refuses to pull it for them. “April,” Kent Road: The Hut folk do not know what colour your little foal is, Jean, but if he happens to have a light brown coat they think Amber might suit him for a name, while if he is black you might like Coley. We expect the little pigs are growing quickly now.

“Faith in New Zealand,” Ohangai: Cosmos are still keeping the Hut garden gay, and now there are some lovely coloured chrysanthemums out, too. Lady Autumn is still lingering here amongst the trees and Baby Margaret Caught a glimpse of her as she ran down the path one day. Jean Corkill, Tututawa: You should have seen the Hut folk as they raced to meet Postie to-day, Tink. They saw him coming with his bag and as it looked to be fuller than usual they thought there must be some surprises in it, so they raced to see who could get to him first.

“Chi-ysanthemum,” Tirimoanat Yes; you are a lucky young Tink with your four new pets to look after. We think you have chosen very good names for them, too. Just think of all the eggs that will be laid for you now. Why, you will be able to have them for your breakfast, dinner and tea! “Southern Star,” Otakeho. I wonder if we are right in making this letter your?, John, for no name was signed at the end of it this time. T! Hut folk all guessed it was from you, but often their guesses are quite wrong you know.' Perhaps you will write again and tell them.

“Alpinist,” Pehu: You must have had an exciting time burning the ridges that day. I suppose everything is much too wet to bum now, is it not? Everything is very wet in the Hut garden and if you walk along under the trees big drops come splashing down on your head. “Echo,” Tahora: Yes; there are several pets at the Hut and of course everyone is very fond of them. Ban Tim, the bantam, belongs really to Baby' Margaret and is petted by her, but Snuff, the cat, and Bouncer, the dog, belong to the whole Hut family. Dene McMillan, Mokau: What a good thing the holidays are coming soon, Tink, for then you will be able to ride your horse all day long, the Hut folk think. It is stormy at the Hut to-day and we can see “white horses” racing across the sea.

“Waratah,” Tirimoana: Tinker Bell says you are quite right about the flowers. They make lovely ball dresses for the fairies, and the dew-drops on them are the jewels they wear in their hair. The Hut folk have been wondering lately if you would have time to write us a few gardening notes for our page. “Southern Cloud,” Warea: Yes; the Hut folk love mushrooms and they almost, turned green with envy when they heard of the ones you had been having. Anyway Cookie has been making them some dear little biscuits to-day, so I am sure they will make up for any mushrooms they may have missed.

Mona Corkill, Tututawa: Your recipe is one that the Hut folk are very fond of, Tink, so they say it will be a good one for our Cookery Corner. Big drops of rain' are falling at the Hut now, and as Billikins went to the open window splash came one right in his face!

Terence Larsen, Pehu: Hut gardener has been planting lupins, too, in his vegetable garden, and the Hut folk have been watching the funny- little first leaves appear and spread out like tiny umbrellas. Is your garden going to‘ be for vegetables or for flowers?

Vernon and Errol Mangino, Oakura: Have you finished the match-box cottage yet, the Twins want to know. They began to make one, too, a few days ago, but they have not painted it yet, so at present it does not look much like anything. “Golden Rod,” Pungarehu: What a busy little letter writer you must be with three pen-friends all writing to you. Thank you for letting us know about your birthday, but I do not believe you have ever told us how old your last birthday made you!

“Marama,” Fraser Road: We suppose your tanks are not so empty now after all the rain there has been lately. Thank you for the jokes and the piece of poetry. There will be room for the jokes on our page, but I am afraid another Tink has raced you with the piece of poetry.

“Honey Bunch” and “Daisy Chain,” New Plymouth: We are so glad Joy is better and is able to be at home again. What a lonely little person Lois must have been, all those weeks. No; little Tinks, no photos of you have ever arrived at the Hut, for we certainly would have told you if they had. “Lilac” and “Fairy Feet,” Mt. Messenger: Postie has brought us a lot of letters so we are busy again this week, and we are afraid there is time for only one letter between the two of you again, little Tinks. No, Joyce; that plant is not growing in the Hut garden and we do not think we have ever seen it.

“Emu,” Mt. Messenger. Your letter slipped out behind another one when we opened the envelope, Fred, and we did not notice it at first, so that is why you are getting a letter all to yourself while Kathleen and Joyce have had to share one! Have you finished your exams yet Billikins wants to know?

“Bookworm,” Waitara: We are glad you have found a pen friend now, for it is fun writing to someone you have never seen, isn’t it? Thank you for the piece of poetry. It might almost have been written about the cabbage butterflies, the Hut folk think!

Bill Holland, Opunake: Billikins is wondering what happens to Dolly in holiday time when you do not ride her to school. Perhaps you have lovely gallops along the road then instead. The Hut folk found a green frog on the lawn this morning so they caught it and took it to a pond not far away. Harold, Fred and Winnie Rees, Kakaramea: Thank you all for your riddles and verses. The Twins have been peeping into the envelope to see if there just might be a letter, too, telling us of all your doings lately, but they have found that there is not one this time. Perhaps there will be next time, they are hoping. Molly Johnston, Tokirima: We hope we are often going to hear from you, Molly, now that you have begun to write to us. We are afraid, though, that both the pen-names you suggested have been used already, but Tinker Bell is wondering if you would like “Twinkling Star” instead. Be sure you look on the other side of our page this morning! “Mary Mary,” Bell Block: Were you all very giddy by the time you had rolled to the bottom of the hill? The Twins had a race the other day to see who could roll up a hill first instead of rolling down it, but they found it rather hard work so they stopped when they got halfway up and rolled down to the bottom again. “Willow Wand,” Tahora: I wonder if you have tried to do any of the tricks that you saw performed that night. Did they make you hold your breath as you watched them? The Twins can hang by their legs now and are very proud of it, and Baby Margaret can turn head over heels on the lawn.

Poppy Nelson, Okaiawa: No; Billikins does not like exams, and he is wondering if you do. What he does like, though! is the thought that holidays nearly always come when the exams are over, and holidays make up for ever so many exams he thinljs. Why, there is only a week more of school now, he has discovered!

Jeani Nelson, Okaiawa: Yes; it was a pity you could not see the little baby yellow-hammers in their nest. The bell birds and tuis that were in the trees in the Hut garden a few weeks ago have now come back again, and the Hut folk are all so pleased to hear their notes once more.

Pat Lepper, Lepper ton: We could not think who your letter was from when Postie brought it to-day, Pat, for we have not had a letter from you for quite a long time. We hope you enjoy your concert and Tinker Bell says she hopes the little violet will not get stagefright! “Starling,” Otakeho: How very pretty your woollen ball must be. I wonder if you have finished making it yet. Thank you for the pieces of poetry. They did make the Hut folk laugh when Tinker Bell read them out. We expect you are looking forward to your holiday now and we are sure you are going to have a lovely tim>. Joan Thompson, Okaiawa: Is Tabbs one of your show kittens, or is he too big now? We feel there are ever* so many things we want to ask you, Tink, for we hardly know you yet, do we! We are hoping there will be some more letters froth you later on. “Fay,” Te Popo: Yes: it is a strange time for mushrooms to be appearing, is it not. The Hut folk, too. have found a few here and there, and one morning just lately they even gathered enough for Cookie to fry for their breakfast. We are glad your gardens are looking so neat and tidy again. “Bub,” Warea: No; Billikins hardly ever goes fishing. Hut gardener takes him sometimes when h: goes, but Billikins is not very fond of sitting still and waiting, you see. If he does not get a bite very quickly he jumps up in disgust and goes off, somewhere else to play.