WENDY HUT LETTERBOX.

Taranaki Daily News, 3 November 1934, Page 22 (Supplement)

WENDY HUT LETTERBOX.

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

“ Woody, ” Mangamingi: I hope there was some tea left for the “fox” and the “hounds” by the time they reached home, for I am sure they must have been ready for it by then. Did they feel tired by bed-time ?

“Fairy Rain,” Pembroke Road: Baby Margaret thinks you are lucky to have all those little sunflower plants in your garden. She is wondering if they will grow into great big tall ones later on, for she loves to see their big, round sunny faces.

Bill Lacey, Stratford: We arc very pleased to welcome you to the Wendy Hut, Bill, and we are hoping there are often going to be letters from, you now that you are one of our Wendy Tinks. Yes; I am sure you must be longing for the Christmas holidays to come, for you mean to have lots of fun then, don’t you?

“Twinkle Toes,” Opunake: Thank you for the piece of poetry about the blackbird. You can almost hear them saying those very words as they sing outside in the trees, can’t you? Your new writing paper is very pretty. Will you be able to make it last till next birthday, do you think? . “Little Robin,” Hawera: Thank you for the piece of poetry, Betty. It would be fun if you really could see a little fairy like that some day, wouldn’t it? How pretty your lily of the valley must be looking now. Does it make a lovely scent all round the tree?

Doreen Murphy, Stratford: No; Baby Margaret has not found any warblers’ or chaffinches’ nests yet. There seem, to be mostly sparrows’ and blackbirds’ and thrushes’ nests at the Hut. She found a dear little fantails’ nest the other day, though, and it had three eggs in it. Desmond Hurley, Hurleyville: Welcome to the Hut, Desmond. It is such a sparkly day at the Hut to-day for stunbeams are glittering everywhere, and the Howers are nodding their heads to us as we pass. ‘ “Welcome! welcome!” they all seem to be saying, so you see they are glad too that you have joined the Hut.

Robin Voitrekovsky, Te Tawa: How big your lamb must be growing by now! Why, you will soon be able to ride it to school, Billikins says, or else perhaps you will be able to make it draw you there in a little cart! That would be fun, wouldn’t it? “Waratah,” Fraser Road: It is another pretty little piece of poetry that you have sent us this .time, Tink, and we are hoping there will be room for it on our page to-day. It will be fun deciding what costume to get for the fancy dress ball, won’t it? “Silver Flower,” Fitzroy: No; the name that you asked for has not been taken, Ola, so we have given it to you now, you see. Thank you for the little piece of poetry about the shell. Baby Margaret says she would like to learn it some day.

Bill Corkill, Tututawa: I hope you will soon find a pen-friend Bill, for I am sure you will have lots of things to tell him when you write. Do you still help to feed your large family of calves, and do they eagerly wait for you every time?

Mavis Dew, Riverlea: We hope you had a good birthday last week, Mavis. Tinker Bell is wondering if you are feeling very much older now. Baby Margaret thought she was going -to feel much older when she last had her birthday, but when ,she woke up in the morning she said she did not feel any different at all!

“Fire Fairy,” Stratford: Two letters from you this weejc, Mona, and in one of them you' were asking for your penname, so there it is. Thank you for the new nursery rhymes. The Hut folk had not heard them before. Baby Margaret liked the one about Little J ack Horner best.

“Koromiko,” Matau: You made us feel very important when you told us aoout your calves, Tink, and now we have been puzzling over a name for the last one. Perhaps Saucy would suit him, Tinker Bell says. I wonder if it would. “Chrysanthemum,” Tirimoana: The Hut folk are like you, Tink, when lovely days arrive, for they say how lovely it would be to take their lunch and go off somewhere for a picnic. Never jnind; they will be able to do that often in the holidays, and I expect you will, too.

“Mother's Fairy.” Uruti: We have two letters of yours to answer this week Tink for your last week’s one arrived a little too late. What a busy week you must have had in your back paddock, and how glad you must be now that that job is done! “Forest Fay,” New Plymouth: How pleased we shall be if you write to us nearly every week, Tink. Why, the Hut folk will begin to look for your letters then, and they will be disappointed if they do not arrive. There are some psetty irises out in the Hut garden now.

Joyce Avery, Rowan: Welcome Joyce. We thought you must be a new Tink for when Postie brought your letter Billikins held it up to the light and then we could see that there was an enrolment slip inside. Of course everyone was very curious to see it then and they gave you a big welcome when they found out whose it was.

“Pip,” Stratford: Yes; you may have this pen-name, Len. Billikins was very much interested to hear of your playing in the band and he is anxious to know if you wear a uniform. I think he will turn green with envy if he finds you do!

“Fairy Feet,” Mt. Messenger; There Is a surprise for you on the other page today, Joyce, so don’t forget to look, will you! Yes; the Hut folk have been very anxious to go for some swims lately, but they are going to wait just a little while longer yet. “Lilac,” Mt. Messenger: Tinker Bell has heard the shining cuckoo in the Hut garden, too, so that makes it seem as if summer is really and truly here, she says. The days have been lovely and warm lately and the Hut folk have been playing about in their thin summer clothes.

Peggy Wright, Inglewood: What a fine fat letter Postie brought us from you today, Tink! Thank you for the riddles and the joke and the poetry and the recipe that you sent with it. The Hut folk have asked Cookie if she will make them some walnut crisps one day soon. "Cloudlet,” Te Wera: There are some lovely roses out in the Hut garden now and Tinker picked three dear little buds thus morning and put them in a vase on my table. Baby Margaret has a little rose tree in her garden, and it is flowering now, too. Have you any roses, she wants to know?

“Swifty,” Awatuna: Billikins was very sorry when he heard you had to stay in bed, but he says he hopes you are quite better again by now. Thank you for the poetry and the riddles that you sent us this time.

“Mountain Mist,” Rowan: Yours was the last letter in Postie’s bag to-day, Edna, so it was a pleasant surprise that wr kept till the very last for us. Tire blossoms have all fallen from the apple trees in the garden now and they have made, a pretty white carpet on the ground underneath. “One Little Gem,” Uruti: It is good that the tennis season has begun again. I am sure you will have lots of fun playing in the evenings all through the summer. Are all the vegetables still growing well in your garden, and are your flowers beginning to look bright now?

“Dragonfly,” Te Wera: A crowd of sparrows are chattering outside my window now, for a starling has come along and has pulled a piece of straw from one of their nests in the hedge. They are making such a fuss about it that I don’t think the starling will ever want to do it again, though!

Marjorie Guillosson, New Plymouth: What a lovely surprise the fairies gave you when you pulled your tooth out. Tinker Bell says she expects you are wanting to pull some more out now—are you? Yes; there are some lovelj' flowers in the Hut garden now. Have you got some in youi’ garden too? Doreen Guillosson, New Plymouth: Baby Margaret was very pleased when your letter arrived this week for she has been wanting to hear all about you, you see. She thinks your flower garden must be pretty and she wants me to tell you that she has some wallflowers in hers, too.

Marion Guillosson, New Plymouth: Yes; the Hut folk are going to have some crackers for Guy Fawkes day, and Hut Gardener has promised he will make them a “Guy” as well. They are beginning to feel quite excitea about it already, and they are hoping the night will be fine.

“Autumn Glory,” Urenui: What a surprise it was to find a letter from you again, Molly. The Hut folk were very pleased to hear that you had not forgotten them, for once or twice they had wondered just a little —but they need not have worried, need they?

Merle Cryer, Manaia: Good morning, Merle! Yes; the Hut folk are just as merry and gay as ever. They have been playing with a ball in the garden today and they lost it once in a hedge, but when Hut Gardener brought his ladder Billikins climbed up and found it straight away.

Napier and Clifton Willison, Waitoitoi: The Hut folk think you must be champion catchers of whitebait, and they are wondering how many cupsful you have caught this season. They went out with their net.again last week but they came home with only half a cupful that time.

“Nikau,” Kiore: The baby geese had a lovely time exploring their new home, Joyce, and Baby Margaret was very excited when she arrived home from school and found them waiting for her. She is going to call them Dill and Jill. Do you think those names will suit them? Ngaio Willison, Waitoitoi: Are your six wee chickens still like little balls of fluff' or are they beginning to grow feathers by now? Baby Margaret found a nest with some tiny birds in it the other day but she said they were not nearly as pretty as fluffy wee chickens are.

“Felice-ica,” Koru: Yes, Tink; your name is on the other page to-day. . We hope you will have a very happy birthday. Billikins has been out in the garden looking at the gooseberry bushes to-day, and he says he is sure some of the berries are large enough for Cookie to pick and make into a pie.

Jean Payne, Koru: A very big welcome to the Hut, Jean! (Is this a great surprise?) Baby Margaret feels she knows all about you now, so you are not like a strange Tink at all. She will be very excited when your first letter arrives, written all by yourself. “Golden Slippers,” Te Tawa: Thank you for sending us the riddles, dear, but I am afraid we could not read them all, this time for the writing was so very pale. We hope you are quite better again by now and are not still having to stay in bed.

“Little Jack Sprat,” Te Tawa: Yes, you may have this name, Jack. Tinker Bell has written it into her book for you. Last time you wrote to us you did not tell us how old you were, so perhaps you will remember to put that in your letter next time.

“Mountain Daisy,” Te Tawa: Tinker Bell says nobody else has this name, Betty, so you may have it now for your very own. Hut Gardener is busily cutting the lawns at the Hut now and Dicky Boy is playing in the heap of grass clippings before they are taken away. Leo Martin, Eltham: Welcome, Leo! Yes; your letter was quite unexpected, and it puzzled us before we opened it for we could not think whose writing it was. We have given you “Red Skin for your pen-name, and for your calves Billikins has suggested Sunny, Magpie and Twinkle.

“Copper Tops,” Ngaere: It will not be long now I expect before you are paddling about the stream again in the little boat, for tire days are becoming warmer and warmer, aren’t they. Baby Margaret says she thinks it is a very good thing that you always wear your swimming togs when you play there! “Waxeye,” Ohangai: There have been such warm, sunny days at the Hut just lately that everybody has forgotten all about the winter days we had not so long ago. There are summer scents in the air now too. I wonder if you have noticed them.

Bernie Hickey, Te Kiri: How excited you must have been about that race, and what, fun it must have been moving your aeroplanes on a little further every day. The Hut folk were quite excited all that time too. In fact they were even hoping it would last for another day!

Betty Crossan, Inglewood: When your little slip of paper tumbled out from its envelope to-day everyone at the Hut called out a welcome together, for they could see at once that it was a new Tink who was coming to the Hut. Are you going to write soon and tell us all about yourself, Betty?