"JUST BLIGHTY" GIVES A LEAD.
Wanganui, 22/4/29. Dear Wendy,— Will you please convey to the successful winners, in both the Honours Awards and the Motto Competition, my sincere congratulations? To Elma's poem, I bow my head in reverence and humility. I am so sorry "Valentine La N'ira” leaves us, but, we never do a second duty, whi.e we neglect the first. "Fare-ye-wcll, Nina, dear.” Are our sick Wendyites getting better, Wendy? How I should love to go round each one of them and give them jelly and fruit salad—but not quinine or castor oil. However, all I can do, is to send them, by you, just that message, and a paper. Our hearts rejoice, that our air heroes are safefi but the supreme sacrifice of a wouldbe rescuer is divine. In this letter, there is but one regret, and that, I share so deeply, with "Charles Dickens.” We all love "The Mother Who Smacks Them All,” and we all know, how very, very much you hoped, that we might find for her, that most elusive poem, "My Lost Youth." With such a "pack” of literary "hounds" in the Hut. lam sure, they only need a few pieces of paper on the "trail” to bring tfleir "quarry” home with rejoicing. May I strew the torn-up pieces, Wendy, please? Ready now I "My Lost Youth,” Oh where. Oh where! is he? “The thoughts of youth are long, lOSig thoughts,” And he dreams by "the brook,’ maybe. "My Lost Youth,” Oh, where, Oh, where! can he i "A boy's will is the wind’s will” So, let's, "to the river, Charles,” or “the castle by the ;>er. "My Lost Youth,” ’Tis said, "Evangeline” and he Both sailed away In "the phantom ship,” To a "forest,” in "Aca-die.” "Curfew I” "The day is done,” but "twilight” showern rr~, 'Mong * bird of passage," "My Lost Youth," And a long—long—fellow, is he. Here they are! Safely back home again—the whole "pack” close on the heels of each other—and, Bravo! Bravo! —They have tracked it, Wendy. 1 know how delighted you are. As for the kind "Mother, etc." she will be so gratified and, if she is gratified, wili not "Charles Dickens” be satisfied ? • ■ To the author of this lovely, literary chase, we all turn, for a parting word. He says "Something attempted, something done. Has earned a ?.. .” In one deafening chorus, nearly a thousand Wendyites supply the rest. Dear Leader of us all, your "Corner,” is indeed, a delightful spot wherein to play.—From "JUST BLIGHTY." Oh, how pleased I am to receive your welcome letter, my dear friend, and to be able to report many of our sick readers now convalescent, while others are now back at their studies working away at their problems with undiminished vigor. How wonderful that you should be able to supply the lead of our literary "hounds" in their search for "The Mother Who Smacks Them All's” "My Lost Youth." I can imagine her delight and our "Charles Dickens” will surely jump for joy. I wonder what word he will use to complete your concluding quotation?—Wendy.
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Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 72, Issue 105, 4 May 1929, Page 19 (Supplement)
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