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Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 73, Issue 345, 16 August 1930, Page 20 (Supplement)

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■‘JUST A BOY” 15 years. ‘‘-ROYAL ROM JO” 15 years. “808 BOY” 8 years. “LITTLE SANDY” years.

Dear Wendy,—l am sorry I did not write last week. My father is a raLbiter, and he has a lot of dogs. I think I will have one of the dog's names for my pen-name. I would like “Little Sandy” for my pen-name please. It is getting late now so I will have to go. Love. From “LITTLE

SANDY,” Waituna West. Welcome to the Wendy Hut, my dear. Yes, I suppose daddy must have a lot of dogs for his work. What an excellent ided, so you are gc>ng to take a name of one of the doggies for your per-name. You may have the name you have asked for, dear, but will you please send me your jyune, age and date of birth please? You will not forget, will you?— ; Wendy.

Dear Wendy,—May I become a member of your merry circle of Wendyit.es? I’ve been wanting to for months and months, but alas I lack courage, so therefore had to wait a inseparable trio.” We secretly envied them as sufficient to stow behind this pen to push it on in its work of scribbling these few lines. I'm sure there was no reason—only laziness to be exact—for me being so long in writing my first letter, as I know your two prominent Wendyites “White Forget-me-not” and “Taukatau.” I also know “Sylv.a s Pal” for the three Ites were such staunch school chums that we boys named them “the inseperable trio.” We secretl yenvied them as no other pupils from our class could manage to stick together for more than a few weeks, whereas your Ites only separated when “White Forget-me-not” moved her traps to Castlecliff, and a few weeks later “Taukatau” though she'd follow her chum's example so packed her belongings and left us. I can teil you the sunshine went from our room then, especially when the former Ite departed as she was up to all the tricks imaginable. For instance, I would get to school a little earlier than usual and discover all my book® gone from my desk, and on inquiring for them would be answered by “A Weary Wanderer” with, “Syb. and her followers have been in here.” After a hunt round I’d find my books tucked away in the most absurd places imaginable. I wonder if “Sylvia’s Pal,” “Taukatau” and “White Forget-me-not” remember when they hid the strap and how the teacher sent those very same three to look for her lost belongings? Another incident which I remember was when your “Imp of Mischief” let off a pop-gun while we were having a mental test, and another time she had a water pistol, and a tin of water in her desk. Wendy, if I got one lot of water down my neck that day 1 got a dozen. Oh. but I’m sure you can't guess what a trick “White Forget-me-not” was, for besides having her fun inside with pop-guns and water pistols, she made merry outside. One time we were having games and we hid a basketball, rather the teacher hid our monkey as we called it, and when our leader said “find the monkey,” “White Forget-me-not” promptly grabs the teacher exclaiming “I got the monkey; I’ve got her.” Now, my school chums, I’m sure you're wondering who I am. and I don’t want you to know yet, but I couldn’t help telling Wendy of some of my school memories. Thank you, Wendy, for listening and for admitting me within your circle. —I remain, “JUST A BOY,” Wnng: nu : . Welcome to the Wendy Hut. my dear. I am pleased you already know some of our Ites. The ones you mention are jolly members indeed. I can well imagine how you must miss their company. “White Forget-me-not” I know was always ever merry and bright. I see the teacher was acquainted with them, too. You may have the pen-name you have asked for.—Wendy.

Dear Wendy,—Please may I join* your happy band of Ites? Please may I have “Rob Rob” for my pen-name or “Robin Adair” if it is not taken ? I have not seen any little lambs, have you? Last week 1 went to the back of our farm and I saw some white heather. With love. —From “ROB ROY,” Makirikiri.

Welcome to the Wendy Hut, my dear. Yes, you may have the pen-name you have asked for. Oh, yes, I have seen quite a lev? lambs. They are dear wee creatures, aren’t they? I do love to see them playing in the paddocks, too.—Wendy. ♦ * * • •

Dear Wendy,—Oh, yes, it’s just another member! “Molly Doone” has asked me to join, and to get some peace I declared I’d write at once. May I have “Romeo” for my pen-name, please Wendy? Wasn’t it just perfect New Zealand winning the Fourth Test? I like football very much. I think I like boxing and basketball next. I am keen on all sports. Last Wednesday proved a wet day on the occasion of the Patea district schools A.A.A. However, some very excellent sport was shown. Whenuakura and Waverley public schools being victorious in the basketball. Whenuakura had to play Waverley for the rose bowl. After playing for close on an hour without either school scoring the game was declared a draw. Waverley hold the rose bowl till Christmas, then Whenuakura take it. Both teams were awarded medals. Patea public school won the “Duffy Shield” in the senior football competition, Hurleyville being successful in the junior competition. They received a silver cup. A little while back Whenuakura won the Wairoa Banner at a competition in Waverley. Wendy, did you see the talkie “Sally”? I did. and I thought it was “corker ” It was in Patea over a week ago. Please, Weendy, send my deepest sympathy to “Bubs” end “Buster.” Cheerio for *now, Wendy dear. Love.—From “ROYAL ROMEO,” Patea.

Welcome to the Wendy Hut. my dear. The ' pen-name you have asked for is in use, so I i have chosen “Royal Romeo” for you. I I hope you will like it. The All Blacks had a • wonderful win, didn’t they? What a hardI fought game. I simply love football, too. ■lt is a wonderful game. I saw the talkie. It < is sad about our “Bubs” and “Buster” losing I their dear mother, isn't it ? Oh, will you please send me the date of your b'rth?— Wendy.

SILVER BIRCH.” Ohingaiti.—So pleased to have your welcome letter, dear. I wondered what could have become of you of late. The puzzles are fine fun, aren’t they? They are educative as well. We have had quite a lot of rain here, and it has been so cold, too. The streams soon become flooded, don’t they? The only time I ever had an accident was one night when I ran into one while cycling. Yes, “Cows” is a jolly Ite, and has quite a number of adventures. Fancy her kicking the stone in mistake for the cat. It was so funny, wasn’t it? Many thanks for the riddles.—Wendy.

OUR HAPPY JACK.” Ohingaiti.—Yes, dear, I had thought you had forgotten all about me. I am so pleased to have your letter this week. Many thanks, I am keeping quite well. I hope you are also. Oh. but how busy you must be now that so many of the cows are in. I hope to hear that our two Ites nave passed their music examinations. Dances are Jolly affairs. I am pleased you have enjoyed yourself so well at them.—Wendy.

SUDDEN STORM,” Wanganui.—So pleased. my dear, to have your welcome letter today# I wondered how you fared of late. How p-mid you must be now that you are an au . nty ’ X have not word from . ier Monty or “Mae” yet. Hany thanks, dear, for your story. I will publish it as space permits.—Wendy.

“SILVER STAR,” Mataroa.—How jolly of you to write to me this week, my dear. I did wonder how you fared, what with so much cold and rain. The weather has been dreadful, hasn’t it? Gramophone music paßses the long evenings away, doesn’t it? How lucky you were to be able to listen-in to the final Test. It was a great victory the All Blacks scored, wasn’t it? What a pity you were unable to see the 'plane as it flew overhead. I will give your love to “Old Gran” and to “Grandaddy,” too.—Wendy. “SUNSET ECHOES,” Marton.—So pleased to have your welcome letter to-day, my dear. I am glad you found so much to interest you in our pages last week. Dear me, and so you have been ill. Ido hope you are now quite well again. It is wretched to be ill, isn’t it? Gracious I So you have 250 little lambs on your farm. How lovely they must look as they play about in the paddocks with their mothers. The weather has been dreadful. Never mind we shall soon have the warm, sunny days of spring with us again. I listened-in to the final Test, too. It was exciting indeed.—Wendy. “DELIGHTFUL SUNSET,” Sanson.—Well, dear, holiday!! must always come to an end, an J then one has to settle down to work once more. 1 think it is really a woncte.i.u .-u:complishment tb be able to play some instrument. Practice hard, dear, and you will be delighted with the result when examination day comes along. Cocoanut ice is a fine confection, isn’t it ?—Wendy.