WENDY HUT LETTERBOX.

Taranaki Daily News, 23 March 1935, Page 22 (Supplement)

WENDY HUT LETTERBOX.

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

“Moss Rose,” Tahora: Your piece of poetry about the wind and the moon made the Hut folk laugh, Tink. Baby Margaret says she is very glad though, that the wind cannot really blow the moon away, for & everyone would miss its silvery n light at night-time.

Patricia Cook, Huinga: The Hut folk are glad you had such a good time at the sports. Billikins wants to know if you ran in the sack race, for he always thinks that is great fun. He is not very good at it though, for he tumbles down as" soon as he tries to go quickly! Violet Crosbie, Kapuni: Welcome to the Hut, Violet. We have been thinking hard about a pen-name for you and the Twins have at last suggested “Trixie,” so I wonder if you would like us to call you that. Have you seen your name in our “Many Happy Returns’ list to-day?

Muriel Knauf, Upper Mangorei: I am afraid your riddle has been sent to us before by other Tinks, dear, so we -cannot put it on our page again to-day. Would you like to have “Aster” for your pen-name? Baby Margaret thought of it while she was coming home from school to-day.

“Copper-Tops,” Stratford: All the cosmos are beginning to flower in the Hut garden now. They look so tall and graceful with all their feathery leaves that Baby Margaret says she is sure they must be fairy princesses in disguise. I wonder if they are. Have you any growing in your garden? Betty Wichsteed, Stratford: Yes; of course you may join the Wendy Hut, Betty. We have given you the pen-name that you asked for, so next tune you write we shall Ke able to answer you under that name. How exciting it will be to have a proper swimming pool so near at hand next year.

“Jonquil,” Lowgarth: It is apple time at the Hut these days, and how the Hut folk love it! To-day they have been busy helping Hut gardener pick some to be stored away for the winter. They take turns in climbing the trees and throwing the apples down for the others to catch. It is all great fun, they say. “Golden Wings,” Okaiawa: Thank you for the pretty pieces of poetry you have sent us for our page. Baby Margaret likes the one about the fairy babies best, and one day she means to have a good look to see if she can find any, for she would love to see them being fed from buttercups.

Eunice Poulsen, Okaiawa: I wish you could hear the Hut folk calling to you this morning, dear. They are welcoming you to the Hut, you see, and they are glad that you are going to be one of our Tinks. I am afraid somebody else is called “Orange Blossom.” Is there any other name you would like instead? “Desert Gold,” Rawhitiroa: That is an interesting account of the dear little tomtit, Joan. Thank you for sending it Do you ever see any of them in your garden or near your home. They are not often seen at the Hut. The Twins wish there were more of them about for they would like to find one of their nests.

Hazel Brogden, Hawera: No; we have not had many mushrooms at the Hut this year. The Hut folk went out with their baskets several times to look for some, but they must have gone at the wrong times, for they found only very few. Thank you for “blackberrying.” Albert Gemopher, Toko: Welcome, Albert Of course you may join our

family of Tinks. You have not told us yet how old you are, though. You just told us when your birthday was when you wrote, so next time will you tell us how old you are going to be when your birthday comes, please. “Dazzler,” Awakino: Yes; the Hut folk think it is a great pity that the swimming season is nearly over. They have not been to the beach just lately, for the days have not been good enough, but they are hoping to have at least one more swim before the days become too cold. Do you think they will manage it?

“Girl Guide,” Manutahi: I am afraid your letter was too late to be answered last week, Tink, but here it is now instead. You must have been having a good time lately with your picnics and your week-end holidays. Did you have a good time at the sports? Jean Way, Okaiawa: We have enrolled you as one of our Wendy Tinks, Jean, and everybody at the Hut is calling out a welcome to you. Even Bouncer, the Hut dog, is barking loudly out on the lawn at the back, so he too, must be trying to show you how gladly you are being welcomed to-day. “Carolina,” Oakura: Yes; most of the Hut folk go to school now, Tink, but Dicky Boy, of course, is still too small. Billikins thinks lessons are a nuisance and he is always glad when they are over and it is time for games, but the others like their lessons too. Yvonne Thomson, Midhirst: A big welcome, little new Tink! The Hut folk are all smiles to-day, for there have been several letters from new Tinks, and so they have been able to welcome them all. I am afraid both the names you chose have already been taken, dear. That is sad news, isn’t it? Betty Heal, Patea: What do you think of our competition this week, Tink? Are we going to find an entry from you later on? Baby Margaret would like to be able to enter for our competitions sometimes, but of course she cannot. She often paints the pictures, though, and puts them into her scrap-book instead. “Forest Fay,” New Plymouth: The Hut folk discovered that a pile of sacks had been left at the Hut one day this week so the Twins thought of a lovely idea. They picked out the biggest ones and organised a sack race, and what fun they all had! Nobody won the race, though, for they all tumbled down in laughing heaps! Nancy Corbett, Oakura: Good morning, Nancy! The Hut folk are glad to be able to welcome you to-day, but they are shaking their heads rather sadly, all the same, for they know they will have to disappoint you about your pen-name. It has been used by another -Tink, you see, so I am afraid we cannot make it yours. Nellie Walsdorf, Okaiawa: Has all the birthday cake been eaten up yet, Nellie? The Hut folk think you must have had a very good birthday, and Baby Margaret thinks your new pencil case must be a beauty. Did you have a good time at the concert? “Golden Daffodils,” Awatuna: Tinker Bell suggests Daffy down for your tor-toise-shell kitten’s name, Molly, and the rest of the Hut folk think that is a good idea. It is something like your penname, for one thing, and it ought to suit your kitten, they think, for it must be almost daffodil colour itself.

Frank Larking, Okato: What a pity the rain came down on the day of your picnic, Frank. Still, I expect you had plenty of fun, all the 'same. The Hut folk have been out gathering passionfruit to-day, for the wind has shaken the ripe ones down. Do you like pas-sion-fruit?

“Indian Rajah,” Inaha: I believe Billikins thinks too, that school is not such a bad place after all (but of course he will not admit it!), for he has been playing lots of cricket lately and has been made captain of his team, so you see he feels very important now at school!

“Leaflet,” Inaha: We are glad you like your pen-name, Nancy, and now we hope we are often going to see it on our page. It was raining at the Hut last night, but now the clouds have gone away and the sky is looking so blue that I think the Rain Fairies must have washed it before they left.

“Fairy Wings,” Te Roti: A pair of tuis visited the trees in the Hut garden today but they did not stay for very long. The Hut folk were sorry for they miss them when they go away, but they are hoping they will come back again in the spring. Would you like Jill for your kitten’s name?

“Clematis,” ? Midhirst: We were very pleased when your letter came this week, for it is good to think that our older Tinks do not forget us. You must be a busy letter-writer now with the various pen-friends that you have, but you must find it very interesting. “Christmas Lily," Midhirst: No; we had not heard of the new rooms that had been added to your home. What a large house it must seem to be now. Thank you for your piece of poetry. I wonder if you learn music and if you feel like that about practising, too! “Grasshopper,” Midhirst: You must have been very interested when you read about that little chap called Grasshopper Green, seeing that your own name is “Grasshopper.” Another Tink sent us the same piece not so very long ago, so it shows that Grasshopper Green is a popular fellow, doesn’t it! “Bell-Bird,” Midhirst: The Hut folk are still just as gay and happy as ever, Isabel. Yes; Baby Margaret, goes to school and she- likes, it very much. In fact, her poor dolls have been rather neglected just lately, for she has been waiting at school playing marbles instead of coming home to them! Alan Lepper, Tuna: Have you spent your prize-money yet, Alan? The Hut folk were very pleased when they heard of the races you had won. Billikins wants to know if you had an obstacle race at the sports, for he says they are very good fun. “Emu,” Mt. Messenger:- What greedy fellows the blackbirds are, aren’t they, Fred! They ate some of Hut gardener’s tomatoes too, and now they have begun on his apples and pears, so the Hut fplk have been helping him pick them before the birds can eat any more. “Fairy Feet,” Mt. Messenger: There are no lettuces ready in the Hut garden just now, for as the colder weather comes the Hut folk do not want to eat them. Hut gardener says he will plant some more to be ready for the spring instead. Do you like our competition this week? “Lilac,” Mt. Messenger: What clever cooks you must be, Tink. The Hut folk said it made their mouths water to hear about those lovely fritters. Did the tomatoes you used come out of your own gardens? I believe Cookie will have no peace now until she has made some tomato fritters for the Hut folk! “Forget-me-not,” Manaia: There, Melva, is the pen-name that you asked for. It is a good one, the Hut folk think. I can hear a tiny warbler singing in a bush outside my window. It sounds

rather sad to-day so perhaps it is sorry that the summer days have nearly gone. “Dixie,” Toko: Yes, Tink; you are keeping up very well so far. It would be fun to be included amongst our most faithful Tinks at the end of the year, wouldn’t it! Will your jumper and skirt be ready for you to take away with you when you go? I expect you are hoping they will! “Sea King,” Hurleyville: Yes; Desmond, this letter is for you. Did you remember that this was the name you asked to be called? Thank you for your piece of poetry and all those riddles. I wonder if you like guessing riddles, for the Hut folk do. They have not guessed all of yours yet. “Fairy Moonbeam,” Waitoitoi: Thank you for “Autumn Time.” It is very suitable for our page just now when our summer days are changing to autumn ones. Have you any pear trees in your garden? There are some at the Hut but they did not have many fruit on them this season. Napier and Clifton Willison, Waitoitoi: The Hut folk are glad you had such a good time at the picnic. They are wondering which you would sooner have again though—the picnic, or the journey by train! They all think a ride in the train is fine fun. “Helvetia,” Hurleyville: Look on the other page to-day, Tink. There is a surprise waiting there for you! Thank you ■ for your piece of poetry about the spring. We are not going to put it on ■ our page yet but will wait till the winter is over so that it can help to wel- : come the spring. “Fay," Te Popo: Well done, Tink! The I Hut folk think you were very clever to ’ win that race. The Twins have entered > for egg-and-spoon races sometimes, and ; so has Billikins, but they have never managed to win. Will you receive a prize for yours? : Nita Lepper, Tuna: Dicky Boy Iras just ■ run past with a rosy apple in his hand, s Do you like apples, Nita? Billikins > climbed the big apple tree at the Hut • the other day and when he crawled out , along one of the branches he came to • a tiny bird’s nest amongst the leaves. > Thelma Lepper, Tuna: The Hut folk ■ are feeling quite . excited to-day for I Cookie whispered a secret to the Twins ’ tlds morning, but as it was too important > for them to keep to themselves they told • the rest of the Hut folk too—lovely, juicy water-melon for tea to-night! Iris Lepper, Tuna: Baby Margaret alI I ways feels a very important little girl i when a letter arrives for her, so you .' have made her very happy to-day, Tink. She cannot read her letters by herself ; yet so Tinker Bell reads them for her. : How rich you must feel after winning those prizes at the sports!

Joyce McEwen, Durham Road: The asters are still flowering gaily in the Hut garden and the zinnias too are a mass of bloom, while the giant sunflowers seem to grow bigger every day. Thank you dear for your piece of poetry. “Columbine,” Kakaramea: Yes; the Twins had just begun to wonder about your letter, but they felt sure that you had not forgotten it altogether. It was a fine long one, wasn’t it, Tink, with all sorts of good news in it? We are glad you won those races at the sports.