WENDY HUT

Wanganui Chronicle, Volume LXXXIII, Issue 19918, 13 August 1927, Page 19 (Supplement)

WENDY HUT

JACKO ON THE SPEND Jacko never had much money to spare. One day he found himself so low in funds that he didn’t even turn up his nose at the penny which Adolphus threw him for cleaning his muddy old bicycle. J Of course he at once went out to spend it. But a penny wouldn’t go far at lhe sweetshop. And Jacko <eally wanted to keep it in his pocket as long as he could, so as to have the pleasure of thinking out the different things he might buy with it. “I’ll get weighed!” he said gleefully i and started off for the weighing-ma-j chine. But when he got there he deeded to buy a bun instead, and off he went to the baker’s. Altogether he had quite a busy afternoon, but at last ho really did spend that penny. The local bus came rumbling through the market-place anti when Jacko saw that there was nobody outside he was up the stairs in a twinkling. He got the front seat, too. and settled down for a glorious pennyworth. The bus started off, and soon the conduct or e camo clanking up the stairs calling out: “All fares, please!” Jacko proudly said: “A penny one, please,” and put his hand in his pocket. To his horror the penny wasn’t there! The conductor looked at him suspiciously. “Come on, now,” he su'CT, ”1 want your fare!” Poor Jacko fumbled in his pocket again. Then he looked on the floor, thinking he might have dropped it there. But the conductor wasn’t all patient. I “Off you get!” he said. “No one irides on this bus who can’t pay.” And he rang the bell furiously for the stop. . Jacko was wild at the idea of losing I his ride. j “I tell you I’ve got the fare.” he ! said, making another desperate search i for it. When the conductor seized him I by the arm and tried to run him down j the stairs he refused to go. As there w<*re no other passengers outside the conductor couldn’t get anybody to help him. “Very well, I’ll fetch a policeman!” he cried angrily. “There’s one riding inside.” and he rushed down the stairs. But when he came up again with the policeman at his heels they couldn’t find Jacko anywhere. Everybody got out and helped in the search, but the young rascal was nowhere to be seen. The policeman looked at the conductor suspiciously, and told him he had been dreaming. The conductor looked furious and very nearly went for the policeman. But at last everybody got into the bus again and off it went. Jacko watched it all with a broad grin. He had an exceptionally good view, in fact, for as they passed a great tree he had caught hold of an overhanging branch and swung himself up into it! And, though he missed the rest of his ride, ho had to admit that he had had a very good pennyworth.

Outof-Date. She was trying to be friendly to the little girl whose mother was a great friend of hers. Needless to say, the little girl regarded her with great pity, not to say suspicion. “I.hope you are getting on well at school,” she remarked. “Now, 1 wonder if you can spell hor.se?” For a minute or two the little girl regarded her with scornful eyes, then: — “I could if I wanted to,” she answered quietly, “but don’t you think it’s rather old-fashioned?” <s> 3> True. Little Willie’s sister had been very naughty, and her mother declared that instead of punishing the child she would get a good little girl in her place. But the daughter was not in the least, upset. “You couldn’t,” she laughed. Her mother was surprised and asked the reason. “Because,” explained the girl, wisely, “nobody be silly enough to give you a good girl in exchange for a bad one. ”

She was very well dressed and as shfl walked into tin* fashionable bool shop y the manager himself came forward tu / serve her. . . ( “I see by your catalogue,” she said,*w “that you flave just received two thousand pairs of ladies’ Court* shoes. ” “Yes, madaino,” the respectful man* ager informed her. “Good,” said the girl, sitting down, “I wish to try them on! ” <s* <s> ❖ “Thankfully Received” Old Lady: “Here’s a penny, my poor man. How ibid you become so desti* tute?” • Beggar: “I was like you, mum—always a-giving away vast sums to the poor and needy. ’ ’