“I LOOKED TO SEE IF ANY WENDY BADGES WERE SHOWING,” SAYS OUR “PATTI CORELLI.”

Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 75, Issue 178, 30 July 1932, Page 19 (Supplement)

“I LOOKED TO SEE IF ANY WENDY BADGES WERE SHOWING,” SAYS OUR “PATTI CORELLI.”

Dear Wendy,—“Happy Harry"’ and I recently paid a visit to Patea and we enjoyed, ourselves very much. The town of Patea reminds me of the town of Bluff, some twenty miles from Invercargill in the South Island, not so much in its shops and streets, but more in the lay-out of the town. While I was there I looked to see if any Wendy badges were showing themselves, but J saw not one. We paid a visit to tho library and thought it an excellent one. It is a neat and uniformed looking building, and well stocked with periodicals and papers, and Patea should be justly proud of its library. * ‘ Happy Harry” and I also paid a visit to the breakwater and to the remains of the s.s. Waitangi on the beach, and walked back to the town along the banks of the river. Well, Wendy, I think I have written enough for this time, so will conclude. I remain, yours as ever, “PATTI CORELLI,’’ Wanganui. What an interesting and enjoyable visit yours must have been to Patea, dear ‘"‘Patti Corelli.” I think our Ires there reserve their badges for special occasions. Perhaps that is why none were in evidence. Had they known that “Happy Harry” and yourself were paying their town a visit, our Patea Ites would then have worn their badges. I’m sure.—Wendy. “I THINK I HAVE AN ITE BY THE TOE.’’ SAYS “QUEEN MAY.” Dear Wendy,—l thought I would write a few lines to you again. Hee! Haw! I think I have an Ite by the toe, Wendy, but I am not saying who he or she is. The springtime is nearly here now, Wendy, as I hear the birds singing in the early hours of the morning, and see the blackbirds with their shining yellow beaks hopping about. I went to town on Wednesday and I saw “Donzella,” “Marangi Queen,” and “Miss Dimple.” I spoke to “M.Q.” for a minute or two. Gee up, “Our Reckless Rider,” I am waiting patiently to see your letter in Wendy’s pages. The “Puke Lieutenant” was very lucky to get a glimpse of the “Puke P.D.’s” blushing bride and also to hear him singing to her. Well, Wendy, I will say good-bye for now, but not for ever. I am yours, “QUEEN MAY,” Papaiti. Goodness me, but I hope the Ite you have by the toe is an Ite of our clan or otherwise your victim will consider the ways of our band rather strange. Isn’t it lovely to know the sunny days are near at hand? Our Ites at Puke Ite do have some great fun among themselves, don’t they?—Wendy. “I’LL ALWAYS TURN UP AGAIN,’’ SAYS OUR “CHEERY SNOWDROP.” Ddar Wendy,—l suppose you think I have deserted you, but I haven’t. I’ll always turn up again. I see by the page" that “Mountain Palmite” would like a pen-friend, so if you will please give me her address I shall correspond with he. We are having lovely weather here at present, and I suppose it is the same in Wanganui. My sister and I have entered for two competitions but I think that’s as far as I’ll get. One is the annual forestry competition. Love.—From “CHEERY SNOWDROP,” Wendyhaven. I am pleased to have your letter this week, dear. 1 wondered how you fared of late. If you will write t(j “Mountain Palmite,” c/o me I will forward your letter to her. I hope you succeed in the competitions. Let me know, won’t you?—Wendy. “MERRY JINGLE BELLS’ ” KINDLY THOUGHT FOB HER SCHOOLMASTER. Dear Wendy,—How are you keeping this frosty weather? I am sorry to say that our schoolmaster is very ill in hospital, and I believe he will he there for about six weeks, but we will be pleased to have him back again. Well, Wendy, I see by the “Chronicle” that the Police and Press are getting ready for their yearly football match, and I do hope that they will be as successful this year as they were last year, because the money is for such a good cause. Love to you and the Ites.—From “MERRY JINGLE BELLS,” Wendydowns. Dear me, but I am ever so sorry to hear that your schoolmaster is so ill, and I, like you. hope for his speedy recovery. It is so wretched to be ill. isn’t it? Yes, dear, the great match is soon to take place, and I hope this year will eclipse all previous.—Wendy. MR. ’FLU GERM PAYS “JOSEPHINE” A VISIT Dear Wendy,—l am sorry I didn’t write last week but I was unable to. I have written quite a few letters to “Thistledown” lately. My brother and I have been home a week from school with ’flu, my mother has the ’flu now, and daddy has a bad cold. What sort of weather are you having in Wanganui, Wendy? because the weather isn’t too good here, but it was fine to-day. Well, Wendy, I am like an old hen scraping for news to-night, so I’ll close. Love to you Wendy and all the other Ites.—From “JOSEPHINE,” Waitotara. I am ever so pleased to have you with us this jolly day, dear. I hope Jack Frost is not biting your toes and fingers like he does mine. Oh, dear, so wretched old Mr. ’Flu Germ has paid you all a visit. T hope everyone is soon well again. The days are very cold.—Wendy. “OH, HOW PLEASED WE WILL BE WHEN SPRING COMES, ’ ’ EXCLAIMS “MERRY MAID MARION.” Dear Wendy,—How are you getting on? I have not written for such a long time. These last few weeks have just slipped by. 1 intended to write a week or so ago, but I put it off and put it off, and it never was done. I have a small book of children’s needlework but it is rather a trouble to get the materials. The weather is very cold now. Jack Frost has been lying about for days. Oh! How pleased we will be when spring comes. It is so lovely to hear the birds singing and see the fruit trees all decked in beautiful pink blossoms. Every Saturday I keep a good watch for any new members from Mangaonoho, as I know two girls who are always saying bow they would like to join your happy band. Well, I think my newsbox has run uut, so I will say good-bye fur the present. I remain, your true ite. “MERRY MAID MARION,” Mangaweka. I am keeping quite well, thank you, dear. Th? time does pass swiftly by, doesn’t it? For ladies I would suggest a nice brush and comb or a manicure set and for girls handkerchiefs or perfume sachets would be nice. It will indeed be lovely to have the sunny days, won’t it! I hope your twn friends will soon ioin nut ranks.—Wendy,