BIRTHDAY GREETINGS

Timaru Herald, Volume CLIII, Issue 22475, 9 January 1943, Page 2

BIRTHDAY GREETINGS

January 3: Catherine Clark Charles Fitzsimons January 4: Harold Bragg January 5: Colleen Patrick January 6: Beryl Guy Daphne Richards Hazel Hutton January 7: May Griffiths Noel Reid Raymond Ackroyd Ray Tangney January 8: Fay Mulligan Margaret McCunn Sheila Armstrong James Agnew January 9: Dorothy Tee WELCOME TO Olive Bee, Tawai, Glenavy NOTICE BOARD Winner of Santa Claus Drawing: Margaret McCunn This Week’s Competition: "Birds I Have Seen” Word Limit 250 Words Entries must be in by January 19 “GOOD-NIGHT’’ And so, good-night. I’m rather tired. I hardly thought I’d be required 1 To draw a lot of pictures, too, When I arranged to write to you. I found it hard, but did my best; And now I need a little rest. If you are pleased, why, that’s all right. I’m rather tired; and so good-night. (3 Marks to D. Jean Thread well, age 13) AUTUMN Autumn is a merry season The brightest in the year When gusty winds are frolicsome And skies are grey but clear. Creepers blaze with colours bright Of saffron, gold and red And nuts, and berry-laden trees Adorn the old homestead. (3 marks to Rona Pitt, aged 12) SPRING When singing birds we hear again We know that spring is near again Then lambs begin to skip and run For springtime is the time for fun. But when the night comes chill and cold Their mothers call them to their fold And keep them warm all through the night Until the sun shines warm and bright. (3 marks to Joyce Andrews, aged 9) "Say little Baa-Lamb, have you any wool?” “Yes Sir, Yes Sir, but I’m full Of orders for the Army And all the boys in blue M’hich means there isn’t over much For Gentlefolk like you!” (Sent by Kathleen Narbey, aged 13) JOKES A man went to the grocer’s and asked for a dQzen black hens’ eggs. “I’m afraid I don’t know which are the eggs of a black hen,” said the grocer. "Perhaps you could pick them out.” “Certainly,” said the customer, and he began to choose eggs here and there. “Humph!” said the grocer, “It looks if the black hens lay all the big eggs.” “That’s how I tell them,” said the customer. (Sent by Joyce Andrews, aged 9) An old country woman, on her first railway trip, noticed the cummunication cord overhead, so she gave it a pull with her umbrella. The whistle sounded, the brakes were put on. and the train pulled up. Presently the guard appeared, and asked, “Who pulled the cord?” "I did.” replied the old woman ly“Well, what do you want?” “Some ham sandwiches and a cup of tea please.” • Sent by Wanda Evans, aged 13) THE SEA-GULL Oh, the white sea-gull, the wild seagull, A joyful bird is lie, As he lies like a cradled thing at rest In the arms of a sunny sea! The little waves rock to and fro. And the white gull lies asleep, As the fisher’s bark, with breeze and tide, Goes merrily over the deep. The ship, with her fair sails set, goes by, And her people stand to note How the sea-gull sits on the rocking waves, As if in an anchored boat. The sea is fresh, the sea is fair, And the sky calm overhead, And the sea-gull lies on the deep, deep sea Like a king in his royal bed. Oh, the white sea-gull, the bold seagull, A joyful bird is he. Throned like a king, in calm repose. I On the breast of the heaving sea.