"IT WON’T BE LONG NOW BEFORE SUMMER IS HERE,” SAYS "OUR LITTLE HALF-BACK."

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

"IT WON’T BE LONG NOW BEFORE SUMMER IS HERE,” SAYS "OUR LITTLE HALF-BACK."

Dear Wendy, —Hu«tv, hero 1 am again. Wendy, our numbers aio increasing in Mangaonoho now, area t i hey ll I think our woolshed dunces are a very good patsime. “Blazing Arrow Head’’ is one of my best pals. M.yl but what good luck for Mew Zealand, the All Blacks won the second and thud tests J see. Thank you very much for the birthday wishes; unfortunately “Blazing Arrow-head” was sick in bed and ootild not come to my party, me. “Near Phar Lap” is my school to spend the week-end with. and we Lad good fun. It won't bo Jong before summer is here, will it? 1 wall say good-bye now, for I must let the big ber Ites into our Hut as well as the small Ites. Good-bye, Wendy.— Yours truly, “OUT LITTLE HALE-BACK, Mangaonoho. Yes, dear, our Hut’s ranks ace growing rapidly in Weudyrcalm indeed. What district is “ Wendy fortress* * to represent? because Manguonoho is already named “Wendy realm.” Oh, yes, the dances arc jolly indeed. What, a disappointment for “Blazing Arrowhead.” Wo will soon have the summer days now.—Wendy, ‘ ‘ WEE SN OOKUMS ’ ’ DISCOVERS FELLOW ITES OF WENDYTOWN Dear Wendy,—Seeing I haven't written for a long time I thought 1 would drop a few lines to you. I have discovered who some of my fellow Ites are. The most interesting is “Dawn Hover” and. I think she is a little older than she says, as I saw her playing with a big doll in the sun one day. 1 haven’t seen “Our Little Half-Back” for a long time, but we hear a lot about him. We had some fun at basketball when we played against Rata on Saturday, July 16. The school children were beaten, but the Wendytown teams, “A” and “B,” won both games. I don’t want to take up too much room, so I must close now. With love.—From your loving Tte, “WEE SNOOKUMS,” Wendytown. Oh, so you have discovered the identities of some of our clan in Wendytown. Oh, but what will our “Dawn Rover” say? Basketball is a wonderful game, isn’t it? How lucky the “A” and “B” teams were to win.— Wendy. “SO WHAT’S A CHAP TO DO?” ASKS “DARLING MINUS.” Dear Wendy,—You were a brick to omit publishing the details. Thank you very much. 1 just got this far, then stopped and chew my pen in search of inspiration. How can I write you u nice newsy letter, Wendy, without giving myself away? If I say I belong to the Girls’ Club, I’ll hear “Brown Eyes” chuckle and say, “Oh, ycsl A knew I was .right.” Ou the other hand, if I say I don’t, some other He will say the same; so what’s a chap ■ to do? Seems us if the only sate topic is the weather. Isn’t it hard to leave a nice warm bed these frosty momings? But the days more than make up for it. We have had some beautifully mild weather considering the time of the year. The spring Howers are all coming out so nice and early, and buds are swelling on the fruit trees, the birds are always awake and making themselves heard before day light, and that, so the Maoris say, is a sure sign of an early spring. Let 's hope they uro right. While I was writing this such a funny thought ♦•ame to me. What would you do, Wendy dear, if all your Ites decided to come and visit you and they ad came on the same day? Every roud to town would be blocked, then a fut, burly policeman would fight his way over Ites and under Ites and through Ites, till he reached you. Then fixing you with a baleful glare ho would say in a voice of thunder, “Madam, what is the meaning of this?” You, in your surprise and fright would say, “P-p-please, sir, i-it’s a p-p-picnic. Will you have a c-cup of tea?’’ Cheerio and lots of love. —From “DARLING MINUS,” Waverley. You must be careful ’tis true, or you will soon be found out. You know most of our clan are keen detectives. Yes, it is difficult to rise these mornings when Jack Frost is so much in evidence. A regular scamp, isn’t he? 1 believe we shall have an early spring, too. Yes, I do believe I would say, “1-i-i-t’s only a picnic, Mr. Policeman,” but instead of inviting him to a cup of- tea, I would buy a PolicePress ticket from him.. I think that would bo ever so much better, don't you?—Wendy. “ISN’T IT DREADFUL GETTING UP THESE COLD MORNINGS?” SAYS “QUEEN MADGE.” Dear Wendy.—lt seems to be yeui» since I last wrote to you, but it is only about three mouths ago I think. 1 am knitting a pair of socks for my lather’s birthday. My word, isn’t it dreadful having to get up these cold mornings and have to leave your cosy bed? Well, Wendy, as news is scarce i will have to close this scribble. With lots of love and kisses to you and coItes.—From “QUEEN MADGE,” Papaiti. I am so pleased to have your welcome letter, dear. 1 wondered how you fared of late. How lovely to knit daddy such a line gift, for his birthday. I am sure ho will be pleased at youi thoughtfulness. Goodness, yes, it is cold indeed these mornings.—Wendy. “THE SPRING FLOWERS ARE BEGINNING TO AWAKEN.” SAYS “RED AND BROWN.” Dear Wendy,—What a long time It is since I last wrote to you, but. the time docs ily quickly. “Golden Emblem II,” and 1 are school chums and we are both in the same class. Do you like Mr. Jack Frost? 1 don’t, especially when we go to school, although I don’t have to go very far. What a lovely sunny day it has been; we went for a jolly walk over the pad ducks this afternoon; we had a look at the river and watched the little birds fluttering about. The wireless gives us great enjoyment these frosty nights, but J. like best to go off to a nice cosy bed, don't you? The spring flowers are beginning to awaken, they seem lovely and fresh after the long winter. Everyone seems to be knitting this winter; what a lot of wool we must use. Have you any chilblains? 1 have some on my feet and I don’t like them. Farewell to you and all your Ites, Wendy.— Your sincere Ito, “RED AND BROWN,” Mangaonoho. I am so pleased to hear that, you and our 3000th Ito are such chums, that is splendid. Jack Frost is a scamp, isn't he? Won’t, it Im l lovely to have all the spring flowers? They will not be long now. No, 1 have no chilblains this winter. Wretched things, aren’t they ?■ —Wendy.