PETER PAN'S PAGE.

Timaru Herald, Volume CXXXIX, Issue 20077, 6 April 1935, Page 13

PETER PAN'S PAGE.

DEAREST CIRCLIANS, Last Saturday I had to stop my letter before I had finished telling you about Jimmie and Sue, my friend’s pet lambs. These lambs had become so mischievous and naughty that my friend decided to take them away from the homestead altogether. “They have been taken away four times already,” she said, “and have returned every time; so to-day we will carry them out of sight of the homestead, and try to lose them among the hills.” So eventually, after several loud explosions and much chug-chugging and rattling, one of the most useful things on the station, the old lorry, was started and driven to the door. Jimmy and Sue, who had followed to see what was going to happen next, were most surprised when they were lifted on to the back of the noisy monster, and carried away down the drive. Jimmy was most interested in all that was happening, but lazy Sue was rather bored, and as it was a very hot day, and she felt sleepy, she calmly lay down in the bumping, bouncing vehicle, and closed her eyes! ... It certainly Was a hot day! Old Man Nor’-wester came shrieking down from the hills, and seemed to hold a competition with the lorry to see which could make the most noise! The sun blazed fiercely from an almost cloudless sky, and the river fiats and barren hills looked very brown and dry.

On and on we drove along the dusty river track that ran between the tall, dark hills. We crossed the river, and passed a neighbouring homestead, and still we drove on. The track became rougher and still rougher, but we did not stop. One particularly enormous bump wakened Sue, who looked most annoyed, and tried to leap from the lorry! . . Bump! rattle! bump! it was all we could do to stay in our seats! But still we drove on. It was great fun, but I do not think Jimmie and Sue enjoyed it as much as we did. At last, when the track ended altogether, the lorry came to a spluttering, protesting halt, and out we jumped, followed by the two lambs. It was almost a quarter of a mile to the fence, but Jimmie trotted at our heels like a little dog, and Sue followed Jimmy, protesting lazily at every step. They were finally lifted over the fence, and we sadly said good-bye to them and turned to go. But before we had gone far we heard a plaintive bleating, and my friend received a playful bunt in the leg! Jimmy had climbed over the fence, and poor Sue had tried to get through, and was stuck fast! We pulled her out, and took them further up the river, to. where there was an enormous wire-netting fence. They were both so trusting and friendly that it was very hard to leave them; but at last they were lifted over the fence, and we said good-bye to them again. There was a terrible commotion when we turned our backs on them and walked away. They raced up and down the fence looking for gaps; they tried to jump over it, and they tried to get through it; and all the time they cried loudly and piteously for us to come back. But they conquered the fence in the end, for at the end of my holiday I was told that Jimmie and Sue had appeared at the neighbouring homestead, and were making friends with everyone. They were the most lovable pair of lambs I have ever known, and I often wonder where they are now. . . . Have your own pets ever been as naughty and amusing? Do tell me if they have. Don’t forget, little people, that all your Autumn and Easter contributions must reach me by Next Saturday. Love and Good Wishes +sirf FROM YOUR OWN rafruf**.