Christmas Greetings

Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 76, Issue 303, 23 December 1933, Page 4 (Supplement)

Christmas Greetings

OUR CHILDREN’S CORNER

“ BETHLEHEM. ” O Bethlehem, 0 Bethlehem, Do flowers bloom as fair Outside your walls as once they did When our dear Lord was there? I like to think that poppies red Krom ancient seeds still spring, That still the sun shines down upon The birthplace of our King. Upon your fields where shepherds slept At night the stars look down, The same bright stars, the same white moon, Shine on you, Little Town. 0 Bethlehem, 0 Bethlehem, So humble and so small, Tho’ men may build their cities great, You still outshine them all. My Dear Children, — Goodness, but it was very easy to write that term of endearment, but how I am going to write more I really do not know. Methinks I shall have to appeal to the Elf of Inspiration to help me. My heart is so full, and lam so happy that all I want to do is to sit here at my desk and think—to just think and think about all the lovely gifts I have received this Xmastide. Since the exciting ride my three henchmen gave me in Sir Richard’s magic ’plane I am really quite unable to collect my thoughts, so you will just have to excuse and forgive me if I make mistakes to-day. Do you know that every mail brought some new surprise, and made my task of conveying the thanks I felt, more difficult than ever. 1 gazed upon the array of gifts, dears, and I sighed deeply, for I know my poor pen would be incapable of writing the thanks your thoughtfulness and good wishes brought to me. Ido thank you, dear .everyone, and deep down in my heart there is a spot that forever will be yours. Now for our Election. Tho latest figures to date arc:— Electorate. Representative. Votes. Waitotara “Josephine” 156 Taihape ‘Brown Wallflower’ 96 Bulls “Brier” 50 Up-river “Lady Mabel” 15 Ohingaiti “Eatty Fleetfoot” 6 Wanganui “Old Gran’’ 6 Total .... 329 So far it will be seen that “Josephine” leads for the greatest number of votes cast in her favour, and, as there may still be votes on their way, and which possibly will reach me before Xmas Eve, 1 will not be able to announce the Election Queen until next Letterland Day. In our issue to-day there appear many more letters of gratitude to our Hut’s Helper, Miss Dexter, who has worked like a Trojan to dispense happiness this Xmas, and I think no higher tribute can be paid this Good Samaritan than that expressed in “Madcap’s” letter, which says of her: “. . . she is a worthy successor to her honoured mother.” A sentiment I heartily endorse, dears. Well, time is passing swiftly and it is quite time I was begone, so I will, in taking my leave of you, send my every wish for a wonderfully happy time during the festivities. May every joy be yours, and may dear old Santa be very generous to you. Ever your affectionate—

Castlecllff. Dear Wendy,—We wish to heartily thank, you for your lovely Christmas parcel received through your wonderful helper, Miss Dexter, and which was very highly appreciated by the children and ourselves. Wishing you sincere Christmas and New Year greetings.—Yours gratefully, “L.G.O’N.” (By 1 ‘ WANDERLUST,’ 1 R.G.W.8.)

“PRIMROSE LASS,” C.W.K., Marton.—Many, many thanks for your gift towards our ship’s cargo of Xmas cheer, dear. I send you my wishes, also, for a wonderfully happy time during the festivities.—Wendy. Castlecliff. Dear Wendy,—Just a little note to let you know that I received the Xmas parcel and I thank you very much for your kindness as it is a great help to me.—Yours sincerely, “MRS. W.E.”

“WHITE STAR"

Jan looked at Jim and .sighed. Jim was shining up his nickle stirrups. “Wish 1 was a boy as could ride at the show,” sho said wistfully. Jim straightened up, squared his narrow shoulders, eyes her critically. “You’re only a girl; you stay at home an’ knit, an’ sew.” “Pool! as if I will. I’m goin’ to be an actress!” Jim sniffed, ‘‘You can’t act.” “Can’t I! You’ll see; an’, an’ I can ride, too!” “Rot! You’re jest try in’ to show off; sittin’ on a hoss ain’t ridin’ it. Now, take me, for instance ” “Thet’s right, blow your own trum- 1 pet,” Hashed Jan hotly. “Ain’t got one, smarty. You want to come to the show on Saturday and see proper hors’men.” Jan gulped, threw back her crop of red hair, suddenly furious, “I ain’t ( goin’ to your old show.” ■ “Now you’re jealous,” says the tantalise r. j “I ain’t,” hotly. “You are.” . “Ain’t.” ; * 1 Are. ’ * “Beast!” ; “Cat!” The small body doubled up like a kitten, leapt forward and landed a resounding smack on Jim’s fair face, . result of a very thin little hand. “You—little spitfire —I ” his ( hands shot out mechanically and grip- ( ped her shoulders, ruthlessly he shook j her. “Say you’re sorry,” shouted Jim, mad with rage. t “Won't,” choked the other, equally . mad. ( “Hi—there! What’s all this noise j about 1” Jim’s dad came between the £ two. “For shame, Jim!” 3 “Its ’er fault. She—” t “It ain’t —it’s his—he—” r “Quit your tales. Now Jim you j apologise for being such a young scallywag, and Jan you give Jimmie a s nice big kiss and make up.” “I will not. I hate him. If he touches me again I’ll give him a g harder punch,” defiantly. £ “Jan!” f “I’m goin’ home. I’m never speakin’ to Jim again—” a “Now. now, girlie.” s Jan made a very unbecoming and j rude face at Jim, then fled for the gate, only looking back once to put out } her tongue, very unlady-like, too. c But all the next week Jan felt ter- j ribly miserable and she missed Jim so j. badly—she had promised to marry Jim when she grew up, but of course that < was all off now. No, she could never, c never forgive him! Saturday was show day, and to add _ to her discomfit only a day off Christ- * mas! Dear, dear, and her mummie had g Helped her choose that perfectly stunning saddle for Jim —a grand affair, g just like a cowboy’s. Oh, yes, Jan was a very sad little miss these days. q On the other hand Jim was feeling most important as h e lead “White < Star” across the course to where his dad was in deep conversation with Big q Bill Thomson, the judge of the show v competitions! “Hello, Jim!” says the big man p gayly. “Going to pull off some of the big prizes, eh?” p Jim blushed. “I’m going to try, sir.” Just then who should go by but Jan a —Jan in a turkey rod dress, no hat jj nor stockings, hanging on to Tommie r Smith’s hand, too. Now, Jim hated h , Tommie, but he hated him just a tiny bit more when he saw Jan hanging on jj to his enemy’s hand. You see, Jim bl always considered Jan his “girl- j friend”! But to cover up his wrath he rudely turned his back and spoke u ever so loudly. “I’m competing in the *■ Cup race to-day, sir; they tell me we v have some tough guys thia year.” & (That sounded manly, anyhow'.) He j: swelled out his chest as the judge said, y “That’s right, Jim; but you needn’t s ] worry, you’re a swell rider and ‘White Star’ is a plumb good hoss.” b The crowd surged to the fence when the bugle sounded for the first race; it g was a large field of twenty-seven boys c ] on all colours and types of hows. I Other years Jim had usually entered at least three races during the day but to-

day he had decided to win the Cup race, which would be an achievement for both himself and dear ‘ ‘ White Star.” Besides it was the big race of the day; you had to compete against men! and besides the lovely silver cup, th e judge was donating a special prize of five pounds for the winner. Jim already had four cups, and he was awfully full-chested about them He watched the races to-day with feverish eyes. He cheered his pals as they won, or patted them on the shoul der if they lost. It was all in the game Finally he lead “White Star” to the starter’s stand. He noticed that Tommie Smith was there also, so was Lionel Gray, the crack hurdle rider But Jim’s hopes were big, never could he be scared on “White Star”— “White Star” was known for her flectness all over the countryside and once a farmer had offered Tommie fifty pounds for her. Judge Thomson came up to the starting tap. “Good luck, Jimmie, and—ride!” he said with a smile. Jim’s lips formed an o.k. and got ready. “White Star” was not a nervous horse, she was steadfast, stalwart, and looked very much like a draught horse in appearance alongside the slim bodied thoroughbreds. Yet, she could go! When Judge Thomson let his pistol off out shot the black horse with its characteristic whit e star on it’s fore head, swift as an arrow. Jan, who had watched the race from the enclosure yelled lustily to Tommie us the horse thundered by in a cloud of dust. But “White Star” kept her pace regulated, left the others in tho shade and sped on to easy victory. Jim’s heart was almost singing as he whispered endearments into those flat toned ears. Over the last jump and away past the barrier. “Whit 0 Star” bad won again by twelve lengths. Jim toppled off into his dad’s arms and the judge was saying, “Well done, lad; well done.” And Jim was too excited to notice a small girl in a turkey-red dress having a rough combat with poor Tommie Smith. Jan was saying: “I never saw such i freak; you can’t ride at all. You let a, silly, conceited guy like Jim Warren beat you. Poof! I’d be ashamed!” “Aw —chalk it,” growled Tommie, hot-faced, hot-tempered, too, his face lily and moist. “He ain’t no rider. He just flukes t. It’s a half cart horse he’s got, anyiow. ” “For shame,” Jan cried hotly. ‘ ‘White Star’ is a wonder horse; she ’.an run, Mr. Thomson said so himself. You’re zealous of Jim, too. . . . Jim’s rot—” “A big swelled head,” cut in young Smith savagely. “He ain’t,” defended Jan staunchly. “It’s his usual size; I hate you, Fommie Smith, so there!” “Poof, as if I care,” was the reply. ‘Bet Jim won’t want you playin’ at ris place no more, he’s sweet on Mr. Phomson’s girl, Molly. She up for the raeation.” Jan bristled indignantly, “I’d never >elieve it. ’ ’ “Don’t then,” snapped Tommie, and lushing her roughly aside he lead his torse towards the gates. Jan went home feeling very miserible. She had lost Jimmie, and he had >ccn such a hero, too. How he could ide, like a real man! and she had been o spiteful and mean and rude to him. she went to bed that night a very sad ittle girl and when she knelt down to ay her prayers she asked God to give Firn back to her. On Christmas morning, as she was intying her presents, in came Jim: ‘Hello!” says he merrily. “Got over our sulks? My, but that was a swell ■addle, Jan. I’ve always wanted one ike it. And you know, 1 met Tommie Smith outside the Babera Hotel and howed it to him. He was just green! “I knew,” said Jane happily. “It’d >e so.” Th e boy caught her shoulders and ;ave her a boyish peck on one rosy heck. He said: “Come and see what ’ve got for you.” Jan smiled. “That was the best of all.”

THE “PADRE'S” XMAS MESSAGE. Children o’er all this great, wide earth, To-day you celebrate the birth Of Jesus Christ, Who from His youth Paved the hard road that leads to Truth. Every small brother in his cot Will have to bear tho very lot That Jesus boic, for He was bom To bring you through the dark to dawn. Each little girl as she grows wise Will sec the way her tru e path lies. God grant that none of you betray The One Who pointed out the way. Children o’er all this great wide earth Who celebrate to-day the birth Of Jesus, let your heart’s song be: Christ shall be born anew in me! “TRUE BLUE IN ALL THINGS’’

I w Enter . . . 3678 “Marcu" 13 years Dear Wedy,—l have always read about you and your followers m the paper, aud 1 have often wanted to be enrolled as one of your readers. If 1 can help you by sending things to the paper 1 will gladly do it for you. i am going to New Plymouth for some of the holidays. We are having very hot weather here and last Monday 1 went to the baths for the first time this season. I have only just come to live in Marton Junction about a month last Thursday, as we all have been living in the South Island about 87 miles irom Nelson, for over three years. 1 am also learning music and 1 can play some very pretty pieces, too. ft has been a cloudless day, but novi? it is evening and there is a lovely cool breeze rising which is making the air cooler now. Our rambler rose is looking very pretty in bloom as it climbs along the fence. Dear Wendy, please enrol me as one of your readers. 1 wish you a very Happy and Joyful Christmas and a Bright and Prosperous New Year. Heaps of love.—From “MARCU,” Marton Junction. Welcome to the Wendy Hut, my dear. I am ever so pleased to have you in our jolly clan. I shall be glad of your help with our many activities whenever the occasion demands. 1 hope you will enjoy every moment of your stay at New Plymouth. I wonder how long it will be before you know some of your fellow Ites who live at the Junction? Many thanks for your wishes. I send you mine also for a very Happy Xmastide. I have given you 1 ‘Marcu’’ for a pen-name. I hope you will like it. “M.M.’s” THANKS FOR XMAS PARCEL’S TIMELY ARRIVAL. Gonville. Dear Wendy,—Thank you very much for the parcel you sent me by Miss Dexter. It is just what I could not buy, so is very much appreciated.— Yours gratefully, “M.M. ” “HYACINTHITE” POPS IN WITH XMAS WISHES TO ALL. Dear Wendy,—At last we have a lit tie rain to drive away the heat. I hope it will be line for Xmas, don’t you, Wendy? Wo didn’t go up the river last Sunday as daddy is in the hospital. Isn’t it awful him being in there just as Christmas is coming along? The farmers, in one way, will be glad of th G rain, Wendy, and yet in another way they won’t, as they are getting the hay in. What bad luck it is for them. I am going in for the word-building competition; it is for the carnival so 1 hope I can find a lot of words. Well, dear Wendy aud all Ites, I must wish you a very Happy Christmas and a Prosperous New Year.— From “HYACINTHITE,” Wanganui. I hope it will be fine for Xmas, because if it rains I am afraid it will upset many of the plans that have been made for holidays out of doors. I hope you have some success with the competition. I am so sorry to hear that daddy is in hospital, and I hope ho will be quite well and able to enjoy the festivities, too. Many thanks for your wishes and card. 1 send you my wishes, also, for u very happy Xmast ide. Wendy.

“THE DUPLICATE DUKE’S SWEETHEART’S’’ GOOD WISHES FOR HAPPY XMASTIDE. Dear Wendy,—Just a hurried note to show I have not forgotten you altogether. We arc having great weather and the water is great fur swimming. 1 go nearly every day. Where ai'e all tho other Ites from up-river? Let’s hope they are still alive; anyway, 1 know “Bush Fairy” is for 1 saw her at a dance the other night. 1 suppose 1 had better close now seeing 1 said this was only a note, but first of all 1 will wish all Ites a very Merry Xmas and a Happy New Year, and let’s hope next year will be a more prosperous one. Best wishes.—From “THE DUPLICATE DUKE’S SWEETHEART,” Wanganui River. So pleased to have your welcome letter this Letterland Day, dear. 1 cannot help but wonder what can have happened to our up-river clan of late. Never mind, perhaps everyone is busy. Many thanks for your wishes and card. I send you my wishes for n. very Happy Xmas, also. — Wendy.

“ONE OF THE JOANS” SENDS XMASTIDE WISHES. Dear Wendy,—l am just writing a few lines, wishing you ami all your Ites a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. Thank you for the kittens’ names, I liked (hem. It is very hot out here and it has commenced to rain. I had just, got into bed when that big earthquake came. I think that is all the news, Wendy. Love. — From “ONE OF THE JOANS,” I‘aparangi. Many thanks for your wishes, dear. I send you mine, also, for a wonderful time during the festivities. I am pleased the names for the kittens were suitable. Tho ’quak c was not severe, though, was it?- Wendy. “MRS. R.’’ GRATEFUL FOR XMAS CHEER PARCEL. Gonville. Dear Wendy,—Many thanks for your Xmas cheer parcel. I am very grateful to you for it. With the best of luck for the coining year.- -Yours sincerely, “MRS. li.”

BATH TIME IN THE NURSERY. I’m washing all my dollies to-day With nic G hot water and soap And when I’ve finished they’ll look gay And they’ll stay clean, then, I hope NursS said “Everyone must be clean,’ And of course I quite agree, And I feel sure that nurse would meat My dollies as well as me. Even “Spot” my mischievous tcrrici Has been well soaped and -scrubbed And I think the more the merrier, ’Cos everyone ought to be tubbed! “MAY THE TINIES HAVE THED STOCKINGS CRAMMED FULL 01 THE GRAND MORNING,” SAYS “MADAME X.’’ Dear Wendy,—Just a few lines ti wish you and my co-Ites a Merr Xmas; and may the Tinies have thei. stockings crammed to overflowing or the grand morning, including tha very special something which each on< has so particularly wanted, anti many with a view to obtaining -same, con cocted with much laborious pen scratching and “blobs,” a letter t< Santa Claus. We should be thankfu for the Xmas period. Even apart fron: its own Holy meaning it .should afford us a period of taking stock of our selves. When we look back on wastec days in 1933 let us make a big resolve that the ensuing year shall be mon profitably’ spent. When 1 was a gir early in my ’teens I shocked a grownup one day by dcclariUg I “hated’ Xmas. Pressed for an explanation J told him it was because our home life was so devoid of celebration during that period. He thereupon explainer the deeper meaning of Xmas to me and since then I have been forevei mindful of his teaching. Wendy, please tell “Madcap” wc arc having a splendid time at the party and are feeling very honoured at so much celebration toward us. By the time “Auid Lang Sync” comes round we will feel we have been “King (and Queen) for fl day.” “Minnie” and I bow oui thanks and if you are listening carefully, “Minnie” is telling you in his speech of thanks how he hopes we shall i'll meet together again soon at “Aunty’s” picnic in January. Now, you look surprised l but I am getting it impressed on mo uhat there is tc be a picnic as usual. Wonderful, isn’t iti “Aunty” is to have ail the hard work taken away from her shoulders, and it will rest on “ Mother-in-Law’s” and yours truly, and any other wililng helpers, and “Aunty” can sit down and have a well-earned rest. Au revoir everyone and once again a Happy Xmas to vou.—Sincerely “MADAME X,” C.S.W.P., Wendyville. Many thanks for your wishes, dear, and also for that lovely’ card you sent me. I send you my wishes for a very happy Xmastide also. May your joys be myriad. “Madcap” is always up to her merry pranks with her pen, isn’t she? I think it is really wonderful of you two to shoulder so much of the work for the picnic, but then you are our “Aunty’s” loyal lieutenants and that explains everything. I am sure you will have many to help you, too. A bright cheerio. —Wendy. OUR FLOWER BED. Wc’ve pansies in our flower bed And marigolds of yellow hue Quito soon we’ll have some roses red Sweet smelling violets we’ll have too. Mama says the flowers grow best If watered when the sun’s at rest. “THE GIRL THAT IS WANTED.” The girls that are wanted are good girls— Good from the heart to the lips; Pure as the lily is white and pure, From its heart to its sweet leaf tips. The girls that arc wanted are homo girls Girls that are mother’s right hand, That fathers and brothers can trust to, And the littl 0 ones understand. Girls that are fair on the hearthstone, And pleasant when nobody sees* Kind and sweet to their own folk, Ready and anxious to please. The girls that arc wanted are wise girL, That know what to do and to say, That drive with a smile and a soft word The wrath of the household away. The girls that arc wanted are girls of sense, Whom fashion can never deceive; Who can follow what ever is pretty, And dare what is silly to leave. The girls that arc wanted are careful girls, Who count what a thing is cost Who use with a prudent, generous hand, But see that nothing is lost. Tho girls that are wanted arc girls with hearts, They arc wanted for mothers and wives Wanted to cradle in loving arms, The strongest and frailest lives The clever, th 0 witty, the brilliant girl There are few who can understand But, oh! for tho wise, loving home girls There’s a. constant, steadv demand. —Sent in by “HYACINTHITE.”

COME WITH ME. Come, sail with me, O’er the golden sea, To the land where the rainbow end: Where the rainbow ends And the great earth bends To the weight of the starry sky. Where the tempests die With a last fierce <ny, And never a wind is wild; There’s a Mother mild. With a little child, Like a Star set on her knee. Go, bow you down, Give Him tho crown, ’Tis the Lord of the World you set “PRINCESS MAGNOLIA” MAKES NEW DISCOVERIES AMONG THE CLAN FOLK. Dear Wendy,—Here is one of you long-lost Ites from Wendyford. Fire of all 1 must thank you for bestowin, C.W.K. upon me. Well, Wendy, th drought has broken which is a* happ j relief as everything is so dry an parched up. Our flower gardens 100 , very nice now that it has rained. M; sweet peas look a picture as they ar ’ in full bloom. I received a Christma card from “Desert Song” also a let i ter. Mother and I saw “Cows’ ’ mother and father about a fortnigh ago. They have built a house just , few chains out of Wendydell. Poo “Cows’ ” father isn’t well. They ar mother’s cousins. Mother is sending ; parcel one day next week which -sh hopes will be useful to some less for * tunato than us. I will wish you man; happy returns of the day, also the com pliments of the season. I have discov cred some of the Ites since I las } wrote. I was talking to “Hut’s Matroi t of Honour” the other day. I know he quite well. Wc had a great talk abou tho Hut. Now, “Laughing Water lady,” I have found out who you are J I have seen you often. Next time see you I may pluck up courage t< ’ speak to you. I have found out i great number of Ites from Wendydell ( I will close now. Love to all the Ites ! and yourself.—l am, your True-blu< Ite, “PRINCESS MAGNOLIA,’ C.W.K., Wendyford. So pleased to receive your welcomt ' letter, dear. I thought perhaps you hat ' forgotten all about us. I am sorry t( ! hear that “Cows’ ” daddy is not ir 1 good health. Wretched to be ill, isn’l it? I shall be glad to have your help Many thanks for your wishes. I sent you mine, also, for a wonderfully happy Xmastide. How lovely to meet our “Hut’s Matron of Honour.”— Wendy. FATHER CHRISTMAS’ PARTY. Father Christmas gave a party, Just for girls and boys; Sitting in his great armchair, Past marched all his toys. All the rabbits walked together, Arm in arm they wont; Then the soldiers, tin and wooden, Guns that lead shots sent. What a sight the tables were, too; Full of cakes and sweets, Sugar pigs and pretty crackers— These were quite new treats, All too soon the time to go camCj Now the party’s done! All gave cheers for Father Christmas, Thanked him for tho fun. After these came the dollies; “Oh!” cried all the girls; Baby dolls and nurses, fairies, Lots with golden curls. Next the monkeys and the Teddies, Brown, and black, and grey; All the boys there wanted one Just to take away. Oh, so many toys of all kinds, Carts and horses, too; I should never have the time to Tell of all to you. “Now for tea,” said Father Christmas: “Take the girls in, boys!” In they went, all laughing, talking, Making such a noise. JACKO MAKES HIS CENTURY. Jacko’s big brother Adolphus was a fine cricketer. He played in the local team, and was considered their best bat. It was a terrible blow to his hopes when, on the eve of an important match, he slipped on a bit of orange peel and sprained his ankle. Adolphus made light of it, and said he was sure he would be all right in tho morning. Mother Jacko thought he must bo mad. “Don‘t bo foolish!” she said. “You won’t do your side any good and you’ll probably cripple yourself for the rest of th e season. Write a note to tho captain and Jacko will take it round. ’ ’ Adolphus wrote the note —but the captain never had it, for Jacko had decided to take his brother’s place! When the day came, the captain having heard nothing of th w accident, was in tho best ot spirits. But he was beginning to feel a little anxious when three o’clock—the starting time—arrived and there was no sign of Adolphus. What could have happened! “Here ho comes!” cried one of the team suddenly, as a figure in flannels, carrying a bat, was seen pushing his way through the crowd. In the excitement no one looked very hard at Jacko, who had pulled his cap well over his eyes and was making straight for the wicket. But play had no sooner begun than somebody spotted him. “That’s not Adolphus,” they cried. “It’s not,” cried tho captain, staring hard. “Unless I’m a Dutchman, it’s that young scamp Jacko! Just wait till he conies out! ” But Jacko didn’t mean to come out just yet. And they couldn’t get him out. Ho was doing so well that the crowd (who by this time had recog msed him and were enjoying the joke) cheered themselves hoarse. Tho local team decided to let him carry on. So Jacko carried on “Who won?” asked Adolphus when he got home. “I did,” grinned Jacko. “Made my first century.”

•LAUGHING WATERLADY’ FINDS MUCH TO CHEER HER IN WATCHING FEATHERED FRIENDS. 2 i, Dear Wendy,—As lam in bed again, and have nothing else to do (or can’t be bothered to do anything else) i thought 1 would write to you. 1 nave a sore throat and as it became no better, and my temperature was over IW, mother rang the doctor up. He looked at my throat and gave mother some liquid to paint my tonsils with, and so hero I am. My throat is nearly better now, and 1 hope to be up for Christinas. Have you seen “Cavalcade,” Wendy? 1 saw it in Wellington. I would very much like to see it again, for it is truly a marvellous picture. 1 don’t think there are many other pictures 1 have enjoyed as thoroughly. There arc such a lot of tiny thrushes about, and they are such r darling little things. 1 watch them t through the window. The aparrows are r also very tame. There is a dish of , scraps on the lawn and as soon as our y backs arc turned they arc at tho dish 1 and eating for all they are worth. £ Mother does not let them have the dish . every day, though; she generally 5 brings it inside till it is dusk, and then 3 puts it out for tho hedgehogs. There . are two little baby ones that come > every night for the scraps and they t are such darlings. We also put out a t dishful of milk for them, too. My r room is looking very nice with roses 3 and sweet peas and carnations. They L smell very nice and look very attrac- ; tive. I think flowers ar e nice in a . sick-room, don’t you, Wendy! It is r very hot here, and it is hotter still in . bed. lam going up to my aunty’s in Inglewood on Christmas Day for three ; days, so I hope I am not in bed by t then. I saw in the Hut page that it is . your birthday on December 12, Wendy, and I hope it is not too late to wish . you many happy returns of your birthday. I forgot all about it or else 1 would have written and wished you them before. My father is very interested in th 0 Wendy Hut and he looks at it every Saturday, and reads some of the letters. He brings the Wendy i Hat page into me every Saturday - morning. I was so pleased to see “Stranger’s” letter. I am sure our Wendy page cheers her up a great deal. It is very kind of “Madame X” to send her flowefs and a note. Flowers seem to cheer you up so. I see where a lot of Ites go for swims now. They need to this weather, don’t they, Wendy? 1 am sending six votes for “Brier,” Wendy. 1 must close now as time is flying. Oceans of love. —From ‘LAUGHING WATERLADY,* C.W.K., Bulls. I am sorry, dear, to hear that you have not been well again, and I do hope you will be able to join in the Xmas festivities. There is one thing, however, I know will give you joy, and that is JSanta’s visit. He will not forget you I know. 1 saw “Cavalcade.” It was superb. Tho sparrows are cheery little mites, aren’t they! Flowers arc always a joy to me, too. Thanks so much for your wishes. It is nice to know daddy is interested in our page, also. I will record your votes in favour of “Brier” as you ask.—Wendy. CHESTNUT TREE CANDLES. IThe chestnut tree beside tho gate, With all its candles, stands Just like a fairy Christmas tree, Lit up by magic hands. 1 wonder if the fairies come When wo are all in bed, To dance about their Christmas tree with its candles white and red!

“E.P.” WONDERED WHAT TO DO UNTIL HUT'S GOOD SAMARITAN SENT GIFT. Putiki. Dear Wendy, —I wondered what I should have for Christmas au<l. there were lots of things we wanted. You can imagine my surprise to receive a lovely parcel from Miss Dexter. I will now be able to make a plum pudding. Thanking you, Wendy, for you gift. I remain, yours truly, “E.P.” “MRS. L.H.” EXPRESSES THANKS FOR XMAS PARCEL. Wanganui. Dear Wendy,—Just a line or two, thanking you very much for the Xmas parcel I received from you last week. —Sincerely yours, “MffiS. L.H. ’

“WHAT A TREAT WE ARE GOING TO HAVE,” SAYS “J.A.M.” Wanganui. Dear Wendy, —Many thanks for the lovely parcel. My word, what a treat we arc going to have, and when Xmas Day comes L am sure we will all be thinking of your kindness. Thanking you once again.—Yours faithfully, “J.A.M.” “E.C.” RECEIVES A WELCOME AND PLEASANT SURPRISE. City. Dear Wendy,—Thank you very much for the nice parcel, which I was very glad to receive. It came as a welcome ( and pleasant surprise, and I hope you and your happy band of the Wendy Hut will enjoy your Christmas cake and pudding, as we hope to enjoy ours. Wishing you and Miss Dexter and your 1 willing band of helpers a Happy Christmas and a Prosperous New Year. —I remain, yours sincerely, “E.C.” “KINDNESS VERY MUCH APPRECIATED,” SAYS “H.A.W.” Dear Wendy,—We wish to take this opportunity of thanking you and your kind friend, Miss Dexter, for the parcel of Christmas cheer we received from you recently. We can assure you that without your timely assistance the provision of extra “cheer” for at least one family this Xmas would have been almost, if not quite, impossible, and your kindness is therefore very much appreciated. Wishing you the compliments of the season.—We remain, yours faithfully, “MR. and MRS. H.A.W.”

“THE VEILED PRINCESS” IS ANXIOUS AS TO WHEREABOUTS OF FELLOW CLANFOLK. Dear Wendy,—Just a short note to see if wo can't discover what has hap- < pened to some of the Itos around here. 1 Although “Jolly Waratah” remarked f that it would be nice to have a letter r from “Mother of Four,” I don’t sec i any yet. Oh! surely “M. of F. ” you < are not afraid to write, lest you drop I a clue, and so let your Identity be di»- t covered. “Baby Elephant,” arc your ( initials “M.G”? If so, I know your ( cousin, “D.G.” Hasn’t it been lovely weather for swimming lately, Wendy? Nearly everybody around here has been wishing it would rain as the ground is too dry for hay and crops, and the tanks arc almost empty. 1 J have enclosed a Christmas card, Wendy, which I hope finds you in the 1 best of health. Wishing yourself and * all the Itos a Merry Christmas and ft • Happy and Prosperous New Year.—l ; remain, your True-blue Ite, “THE VEILED PRINCESS,” C.W.K., Hun- : tcrville. Perhaps it is because of the likeli- j hood of being discovered that many of nur Hunterville clan do not write often. Yes, the weather lias been wonderful indeed. I hope the rain of last week- . end has filled all the tanks in the countryside. Many thanks for your < card and good wishes. I send you ’ mine, also, for all that you have wished •nr j J me.—Wendy. “XMAS EXTRAS VERY ACCEPT- J ABLE,” WRITES “M.G.” City. Dear Wendy,—Just a line to thank you for the parcel of Christmas cheer I received from Miss Dexter and for which I am very thankful. It came s in just lovely for making a little extra J for Christmas. Thanking you again 2 and wishing you the compliments of < the season, from one who is grateful.— i I remain yours, “M.G.” < “CHRISTMAS ROSE” GAINS 1 SCHOLASTIC HONOURS. ; Dear Wendy,—l suppose you have been wondering what has been the mat- i ter with me, as 1 have not written for < a good while? Well, I expect the truth i is I’m lazy. Hasn’t it been terribly . hot lately? The Weather Clerk has certainly given the picnickers gorgeou s weather. During the warm days we < often bathe in tke Westmere Lake, . and my word, it is lovely, and cool. ' Wendy, I’m really thrilled. Why? you ! ask. Well, I have actually passed my : proficiency! Now, isn’t that good news ' for me. lam -so glad! Chaddy is such ; a dear wee kitty-cat. He comes in- < side and plays about, and when 1 pick < gooseberries he climbs up the trees ' (which sometimes threaten to break 1 with him playing) and hits out at my 1 hands with his paws. And, Wendy, he i was 30 comical to-day. He crawled s under the bench and unearthed an old ‘ white, rag dog, one of my toys when I was little. He did not know what to 1 make of it, for when he hit it, the < doggie didn’t attempt to bark or ro- j turn the smack. Dear me, Christmas ‘ will soon be here once again. Already £ the shops are gay with coloured streamers. And aren’t the toys just ’ splendid? How happy the children j must be to see the huge dolls so sweet- ] ly dressed and so life-like. And the i woolly dogs, and trumpets, and bal- < loons, how glad everyone is. Well, t Wendy, this is only a short note. Wish- i ing you and the Ites a very bright and 1 cheery Christmas.—From “CHRIST- j MAS ROSE,” C.W.K., Westmere. I Yes, dear, I did wonder what could have happened to you, and I am ever so pleased to have you in our clan this < Letterland Day. The weather has been really wonderful. Bravo! I am proud of you. What a dear pet Chaddy must ( be. The shops are a picture indeed. I j suppose you will come to town Xmas i Eve? Thanks so much for your wishes, t I send you mine for a wonderful Xmas- ( tide, too. —Wendy. i

“WILL NOT FORGET KINDNESS,” SAYS “5.0.” Castlecliff. Dear Wendy,—Just a line to sincerely thank you for the Christmas hamper we received, and when we are enjoying our Christmas dinner we will not forget that your kindness and good wishes have indeed made ours a merry Christmas, and won’t wc enjoy our pudding. Heartily thanking you and the best of good wishes for a Merry Christinas and many of them.— (Signed) “5.0.” “MAR AH AU ANN” SENDS XMASTIDE GREETINGS TO THE CLAN. Dear Wendy,—How are you? 1 am writing a few lines to wish you and all the rest of your family a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. We are going down to the beach to camp this year; wo camped there last year, too. The Maxwell School had a concert last Wednesday night. How is “Daddy’s Little Sweetheart,” Wendy? Well, dear Wendy, 1 will close now, hoping you and your Ites will have a Happy Christmas.—From ‘MARAHAU ANN,’ Maxwell. Many, many thanks, dear, for your kindly wishes and lovely Xmas card, i hope dear old Santa is very generous to you when ho conics. What a wonderful time you may look forward to at the beach. Y'ou must write and tell me all about it. I believe “Daddy’s Little Sweetheart” is progressing nicely.—Wendy. “NO DOUBT I WILL SURPRISE MANY!” EXCLAIMS MERRY “THISTLEDOWN.” Dear Wendy,—lt really seems ages since 1 last showed up in your midst, so 1 thought 1 would like to be with you all this Christmas. I do hope many of th e old brigade turn up and L think its lovely to hear from them onco again. No doubt 1 will surprise many by having a few lines in to-day. I haven’t been able to see your pages for a good while, but when 1 picked up a Wendy page last Saturday 1 saw where there was an election on. I was wondering if you’d tell mo what it was all about, Wendy ? Ido hope it is line for Xmas Day. We have had some beautiful weather of late, haven’t we? There have been many on the beach, especially on Sundays. The Port Nicholson Silver Band was very good last Sunday. Were you able to be present to hear it? It was a pity the rain spoilt the day. I seem to owe letters to everyone these days. “Scarlet Pimpcrnal,” “Nancy Bell,” “Jason Wanderer,” “Lily of Laguna” and many others will think Ive forgotten them. They will all have to wait until after the New Year now. “Josephine” will also be wondering what has become oi me. Did you go to the show? I had a great time with “Our Sister” and “Hope” on the chair-o’-plane. Well, Wendy dear, time is getting on, so f think I’ll hop off to bed. Wishing everyone a Merry Xmas and a Happy New Year.—l remain, your truant Ite, “THISTLEDOWN,” Z.W.L., Wanganui. Dear me, yes, everyone has been wondering what could have become of you. Ites may vote for those who represent the various districts. Each vote costs a perrny. The sum total becomes our Xmas fund. Yes, 1 was at the beach to hear the band. The show was a treat, wasn’t it? Many thanks for your wishes. I send you mine, also, for a happy time during the festivities.—Wendy. XMAS CHEER ARRIVES AT OPPORTUNE MOMENT FOR “L.P.” Castlccliff. Dear Wendy,—l received the parcel of groceries from Miss Dexter sent by you and for which we are very thankful. They have come as a great help to us as wc will be rather pressed for Christmas needs. Thanking you.—l remain, “L.P.”

SINCERE XMASTIDE WISHES FROM “SMILING BUSH FAIRY.” Dear Wendy—A Merry Xmas to yon and the ites. lam very sorry for not writing to you for such a long time, f hope you will excuse me. How are you, Wendy? 1 hope you are quite well. 1 myself am keeping well. The “Ancient Shoe,” who is living in Taranaki now, has been very ill, but has quite recovered again. Wc have played and won three cricket matches this season. 1 believe “Parikino Rose” is our wicket-keeper now. As wc play our cricket matches on Saturday we always look forward to the week-ends. Wc have been favoured with lovely weather lately; 1 hope it will continue until after the holidays. We have been very busy spring cleaning, and we will be glad when it is finished. January 4 about fifty Girl Guides are coming up to camp here. They will need plenty of mosquito netting us there are a great number of those annoying insects up this way. “Bush Fairy’s Pal” has been in the hospital for two weeks, but has returned home for Xmas, but will be going back to the hospital after Xmas. “Riding Cap,” “Dimpling Beauty” and Parikino Rose” nave left school. “Riding Cap” is working for “Bush Fairy mother now. There are plenty of strawberry gardens up this way. Do you like strawberries, Wendy? I love them. Well, Wendy, I think I have taken up enough of your space, so I will now close. Best wishes to you and tho Ites. —From your loving Ite, “SMILING BUSH FAIRY,” Parikino. Many thanks for your wishes, dear. I send you mine, also, for all you have wished me. I am so pleased to hear “The Ancient Shoe” has recovered. It is -wretched for one to bo ill, isn’t it? Cricket is a splendid game indeed. Yes, I heard about the Girl Guide camp. There will be som o of our clan in their midst, and you may meet them. Poor “Bush Fairy’s Pal,” what a time she is having. I hope she will soon recover her good health. I think nearly everyone likes strawberries.—Wendy.

AFTER FOUR MONTHS’ ABSENCE “BLACK HUNTSMAN” RETURNS TO GIVE XMASTIDE GREETINGS, Dear Wendy,—Rat, tat, tat! May I come in? 1 suppose you arc wondering whoever it is that has knocked at your door? Have you ever heard of an Ite called “Black Huntsman,” after four months’ absence from the Hut? My word, Wendy, you do look surprised. Well, it is almost Xmas and while I am here 1 wish you a Merry Xmas and a Happy New Year. Jt is raining now and it will do a lot or good after the long dry spell wc had. Well, 1 will close now. Love.—From “BLACK HUNTSMAN,” Maxwell. Yes, dear, I have been so puzzled to know what could have become of you. I am ever so pleased to have your welcome letter this Lctterland Day. Many thanks for your wishes, I send you mine also for a very Happy Xmastide.—Wendy.

“XMAS PARCEL VERY ACCEPTABLE,” WRITES “M.R.” Castlecliff. Dear Wendy,—Please accept my warmest thunks for your beautiful parcel received through Miss Dexter. It was very acceptable and we very much appreciate your kindly thought at this time.—“M.R." “SILVER KING” RETURNS AFTER A TWO-YEAR ABSENCE. Dear Wendy,—l thought I had better write again, as I have not written lor a couple of years. We are having our hay cut at present. I hear that our “P.D. ”is to bo married. Wishing you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. —Yours faithfully, “SILVER KING,” Kawhotau i What a wonderful surprise! I had given you up completely, dear. Sir l.’ichard Elf could not find you anywhere, either. What news you tell us. I wish our “P.D.” much happiness uu*! joy. Many thanks for your wishes. 1 send you mine also foi a very happy Xmastide. Do write again soon, won’t you?—Wendy. “SWEETLY SINGING TUI” EXCITED AT NEARNESS OF FESTIVITIES. Dear Wendy,—How are you? Everybody is well in our family. 1 sec where “Busy Babe” has written, so 1 thought I would write, too. I will have to try aud write more frequently, won’t 1? We have four pet lambs this year, Skippy, Brownie, Dainty and Fluff are their names. I passed in my examination, so I am in Standard VI. next year. I went in for the calfrearing competition aud I came third. My brother and myself went to a Christmas tree party aud my brother was given, by Father Christmas, a lovely little bucket and spade. He also gav© me a big waterball. “Madcap” is a gem, isn’t she? Christmas is getting very near now, Wendy; 1 do not know what to do with myself because 1 am so excited. 1 have learned to swim quite easily now. My brother is going to join our Hut soon. Well, as there is no more news’! will close. Best love.—From “SWEETLY SINGING TUI,” Opaku. Yes, dear, 1 have missed you lately, and 1 wondered what had happened to you. Oh, bravo! So you passed. 1 think that is splendid. You did very well in the calf-rearing competition, too, I see. How kind Santa Claus was to you. Dear old gentleman, isn’t he? I will be pleased to welcome your brother to our Hut, too- —Wendy. “NIGHT OWLITE” SPENDS HAPPY TIME AT SCHOOL BREAKUP. Dear Wendy,—Here 1 am once again writing to you wishing you and all the lies a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. 1 was glad when last Saturday came as 1 went to a fancy dress ball. 1 went as a pierrette and my brother as a pierrot. “Jackie Coogan” went as a Bluebell and “Bush Fairy as Night, she looked very nice. ‘ ‘ Strawberry Queen” went as Eat More Fruit; she had a green dress with a lot of pictures of fruit pasted on it. The best items were the boys’ drill aud the Maori songs. W e are all looking forward to our holidays. We took all the pictures down -school to-day and the hall looked very nice. Lucy Potaka said two nic c pieces of poetry. “Lang, Lang” was dressed as a Dutch girl and her brother went as a Dutch boy; they took the lead in the Dutch dances. As this is all the nows, I will close now. With lots of love to you and the happy Ites.—From your loving He, “NIGHT OWLITE,” Pukerimu Landing. So pleased to have your welcome letter, dear. I send you my wishes for a very happy time during the festivities. How pretty everyone must have looked in their fancy dresses. —Wendy,

“AUNTY” SENDS XMASTIDE GREETINGS TO ALL. Dear Wendy,—Just a small note to let you know 1 am progressing slowly, but favourably. Will you please thank all those who have expressed wishes for my speedy recovery? It is lovely of them to think of me. I cannot stny very long in our Land of Letters today, and 1 would like to giv© my coItcs this wish, so dear to my heart: — May greetings come from far and wide, To you this happy Christmastide. And may it also bring good fun To you and yours and everyone. Well, Wendy, I must be off. so cheerio. Much love to all. —From “AUNTY,” Z.S.W.M., Ohingaiti. “M.H.” GRATEFUL FOR LOVING THOUGHTS. Gonville. Dear Wendy,—lt is with sincere gratitude 1 pen these few lines, thanking Miss Dexter, yourself and your Ites for the generous Xmas parcel we received a few days ago. We arc all sincerely grateful for the loving thoughts which made the gift possible and for the dear little greeting card. With loving wishes for Xmas and New Year for yourself and all your Ites.— Yours sincerely, “M.H.” “PLUM BLOSSOM’S” KINDLY THOUGHT FOR OTHERS. Dear Wendy,—l am sending you live •scrap albums and a bag of sweets for Miss Dexter to give away. The jam dish is for yourself and 1 hope you will have a very Happy Christmas and a Bright New Year. With love.—From “PLUM BLOSSOM,” C.W.K., Wanganui. How splendid of you, dear, to send such lovely gifts for the poor children. Your thoughtfulness will give them much cheer. And you have sent me a Christinas gift, too! I do thank you ever so much. Do you remember the cup and saucer you gave me? I still hav© it. I hope dear old Santa will be very generous to you when he comes. Sir Ernest Endeavour, you will see, has a surprise for you.—Wendy. “XMAS PARCEL COMPLETE SURPRISE TO ME,” SAYS “E.P.W.” Dear Wendy,—Many thanks for* the useful parcel of groceries which 1 received from you through Miss Dexter. The parcel was a complete surprise to me and will be very useful for Christmas. 'thanking you again.—l remain, yours sincerely, “E.P.W.” “DADDY’S LOUDSPEAKER” NOMINATES “OLD GRAN’’ AS CITY QUEEN. Dear Wendy,—Here I am again. J think “Old Gran” ought to be Queen for Wanganui and I send six votes for her. I think it would be lovely to have a Wendy picnic, don’t you? J think I have passed. My uncle is staying with us, and we have good fun with him. We have a pet lamb; its name is Bonny; it is very small and it takes only a little milk. I wish you and “Old Gran” many happy returns of your birthdays and a Merry Christ mas, too. I do not know where I came in my class yet. I will lot you know later. This is all for now, Wendy. Lots of love to all.—From “ DADDY o LOUDSPEAKER,” M.W.L., Wan ganui. Splendid, dear, our “Old Gran” will be Queen for the City. I’ll record your votes in her favour. A Hut picnic would be wonderful. I hope you pass. Many thanks for your wishes for my birthday and “Old Gran’s,” too. 1 send all my wishes to you for the happiest Xmastide you have ever spent. A kiss all to yourself for that dear little ealander you sent. —Wendy. “E.E.S.’s” GRATEFUL THANKS FOR XMAS CHEER. Wanganui East. Dear Wendy,—l am writing these few lines to thank you from the bottom of my heart for the parcel of groceries which you so kindly sent me, per Miss Dexter. Words cannot convey to you the gratitude which my family and myself feel towards the Wondyites.—l remain, gratefully yours. “E.E.S.” “I HOPE TRUE HAPPINESS IS SHOWERED UPON ONE AND ALL WITHOUT STINT,” SAYS “MADCAP.” , Dear Wendy,—l have collected thoi enclosed amount in aid of Waitotara'sl Queen. As the money given me was in small change 1 have put it together in this form as it is easier to post it so. I was pleased to see the votes for sum© of the other Queens mount up, and 1 hope this week-end they willi soar beyond expectations so that our | Hut’s contributions to tho Xmas cheer fund will be something worth while. J would like to think that our baud answered up with a goodly quota of “concret© sunshine” for Miss Dexter to hand round. She is worthy of special mention accorded her by the Mayor and I “doff my cap” to her, sincerely admiring. She is a brick and a worthy successor to her honoured mother. The season’s greetings to you, Wendy dear, and to all the members of our band. 1 hope true happiness is showered without stint on ono and all and that each one of us will help in the doing of 1 good deeds. Kind regards.—Cheerily yours, “MADCAP,” R.G.W.8., Letterland. Bravo! Goodness, but “Josephine’s’’ number of votes will soar now. Many thanks, dear, for your good work on , behalf of the Waitotara representative. My special wishes to you, too, for a wonderfully happy and prosperous Xmas and New Year.—Wendy.

“JOSEPHINE” GAINS HER PASS INTO HIGHER STANDARD. Dear W endy, — I thought I had better write to yuu this wcuk us J haven’t written for quite a while. 1 passed in my examination, and 1 will bo in Standard V. next year. Wc seem to be getting more pets every day; wo have twelve darling wee fluffy yellow chickens and four black kittens. The other day my father fixed up a shed for tho calves and, of course, Joey the lamb had to go in it, but when mother went out she found him asleep in the coal tank (pretty hard bed to have to sleep on coal) and the next night he was back in the hay shed. I always look forward to swimming days at school. 1 went in the lake the other day and the water was as warm as toast. Well, Wendy, as this is all the news for now I will close. With best love to yourself and co-Itcs. —Your True-blu© Ite, “JOSEPHINE,” C.W.K., Westmere. P.S. —I wish to thank “Madcap” for nominating me. I really think it was very good of her, also those who voted for me.—“J.” Bravo, dear! I am pleased to hear you have passed. How diligently you must have worked. Goodness, but what a lot of pots to tend. What strange places Joey finds to sleep in. It is groat fun to go swimming, isn’t it? Our election has progressed splendidly indeed.—Wendy.

“WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO THE UP-RIVER PICNIC?” ENQUIRES “FLASHING THUNDER.” Dear Wendy,—Here I am again for another chat. What has happened to the upriver picnic? It seems to have fallen flat. 1 think most of the Ites are too busy just now. If I remember right, a while ago an Ito, “Lady Mabie” 1 think, said she was sure she learnt her A.B.C. at the same school as myself, but I think not, “Lady Mabie,” so you will have to have another try, I may have, one never knows. Did you enjoy the show, Wendy? It was quite g00d,.1 believe. This hot weather is too much for me, I’ve nearly melted to a grease spot. Well, Christmas is almost here and the kiddies will be looking forward to holidays. Goodness me! 1 thought the “Private Detective” hud flown from the face of the earth, and hero he just dropped from the skies. Well, well, 1 only wish a few more of the old clan would follow suit. Well, it’s past bed-time, so I’ll close. Wishing you all the best of luck for the coining year.—l remain your’s ever, “FLASHING THUNDER,” Wanganui River. 1 do not know wiiat can hav© happened to the plans for the up-river picnic. Perhaps a little later we will hear more aboqt them. Yes, the show was splendid. Tho “P.D.” did spring a surprise, didn’t he? Many thanks for your wishes. 1 send y< u mine for a very happy Xmastide. also.—Wendy. THE SEASON’S GREETINGS AND WISHES FROM 'FLOWER LOVER.’ Dear Wendy,—-1 have just thought 1 had better write to wish you and your happy band of Ites a Merry Christmas We have finished our exams. Dear Wendy, the flowers were thirsty, for it was such a long time since they had a drink. I do not quite understand about the voting, but I am sending three penny stamps. Will that be three votes lor “Brier”? We have finished all our sewing, so Wq are now making pin-cushions out of pine cones, aud they look very prct*y when they are finished. .1 will close now. Heaps of love and wishes for Christmas and New A car. 1 hope Santa Claus will pay von a visit, and fill your stocking to the top.—l remain, your loving lie, “FLOWER LOVER,” Wendyford. Many thunks, dear, for your wishes, i send you mine, also, for a very happy Xmastide. The rain came as a great blessing, didn’t it? Tho flowers were badly in need of tho refreshing showers. Many thanks for the stamps for “Brier.” That will be three more votes for her. Ono of my Ites once made mo a pin cushion out of a pin* cone and I still have it.—Wendy.