BIRTHDAY GREETINGS To

Star (Christchurch), Issue 18889, 12 October 1929, Page 18 (Supplement)

BIRTHDAY GREETINGS To

October 12— lan Willmott James Shankland Nancy Dorothy Ramsay Dorothy Woodham Amanda Lewie Long Elsie Anderson Florence Bertha Carter Jack Carrodus October 13— Kathleen Vanstone Olive Burson Leonard Farr Winifred Ella Burgess 1 October 14— Norman Hocking Ivy Saggers Lois Joan M’Kay . Esme Daphne Wise ► Betty Burleigh October 15— Fred Anderson Raymond Forsyth Hilda Stewart Stanley Wood Enid Merrie October 16— Raymond Wheatley Blake Elsie May Gilray Jean Wendelborn October 17— Bernard Edward Bale Betty Brooke Willie M'Nichol! Maud Hendren Louis Thomas Amos Jack Logan i May lies Bruce Whiteman Daphne Hazel Connor Willie Withair October IS— Arthur Borland A GOOD DRUGGIST. A man who kept a store Once wrote upon his door: “Oh, I can make a pill that eases ev’ry ill! I keep here a plaster To prevent disaster; > Also some good ointment, to soothe 5 disappointment.” ; When the customers applied, ; These words are what he cried: “Now patience is the pill that eases ev’ry ill. ; Take-care is a plaster Which prevents disaster; i Good humour is an ointment : Which soothes disappointment.” Iris Frazer.

Circle Artists, 12-10-29. Betty Martyn, Ramsay Davidson, Nola Peacock, Bobbie Peacock, Valerie Brockman, Melva Edwards, Dolly O’Donnell, Nancy Travis, Maurice Wear, Arthur Bell, Nancye Bell, Mona M’Cammon, Jean Ashby, Mary Cowan, Beth Ashbv, Mary Anderson, Joan Greenslade, Mona Sullivan, Minnie Jarman, June Lanyon, Marita Tucker, Phyllis Tucker, Graham East, Nancy Muir, Joan Bacon, Florence Falconer, Dolly O’Donnell. Good Scribes, 12-10-29.. Nola Fill, Daphne Cashmore, Elva Eagleton, Minnie Jarman, Jessica Murray, Kathleen Lilly. A STRANGE HAPPENING. (Original.) About a quarter to seven this evening (Monday), as mother and I were standing outside, a brilliant flash lit up the heavens. We turned quickly to see a wonderful yet awe-inspiring sight. A huge golden star or meteor fell in a glaring rush, and as we gazed, spellbound, it broke and rushed behind the dark line of peaked trees in a magnificent sparkling shower. We turned, mute and astonished, looking wonderingly at one another. Then a dull, sinister murmur, which grew louder, like a train rattling along the wharf, was heard. It died away and we rushed inside to tell our news of that never-to-be-forgotten sight to the others. Doris Hemsley. This letter refers to the meteorAH SeCn at Lyttelton this last