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Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 77, Issue 82, 7 April 1934, Page 12

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“TRUE BLUE IN ALL THINGS'

3681 “Princely Bonny" 9 years. Dear Wendy,—May 1 join your merry band of Ites and have for my pen-name ‘‘Prince Bonny ’? 1 am nine years of age. 1 have a pet dog called ‘‘Buster'’ and a cat called ‘‘Dandy.’’ Don't the flowers look lovely I We are having lovely weather now, aren’t we? As this is my first letter 1 will close now. Love to you ami the r.o-Ites.— From “PRINCELY BONNY,” Mangamahu. Welcome to the Wendy Hut, my dear. 1 am ever so pleased to have yo*u with us in our happy clan. You are lucky to have such nice pets. Do write again soon, won't you? Oh, but I had almost forgotten. The penname you ask for is in use, so I have chosen “Princely Bonny” for you. — Wendy. “DADDY’S POPPET" ANSWERS CALL TO LETTERLAND'S RANKS. Dear Wendy,—Here I am again. I haven’t written to you for a while so i thought I’d pop in to see you again. 1 haven't told you the wonderful news about our baby sister. She is nearly three months old and we cal] her Althea Vida. The holidays were soon over and I was sorry in a way and glad in another. 1 didn’t go anywhere for the holidays, but 1 asked a girl to come down from Wanganui, but she couldn't as she was sitting for a mus.c exam. 1 didn’t hear “The Lover of Flowers” play over the air but one of my friends did. 1 see “Laughing Waterlady’’ and “T.L. of F. ’’ nearly every time I go to Bulls. On Saturday, March 31, we went to “Irish Mollio’s” , sister's twenty-first birthday party, bhe received a lovely lot of presents■ and we had a great time. Daur,ng I and games and singing occupied the ; time till 12 o’clock. It was two o’clock before we got into bed. On Thursday night we were out until 11 o’clock, Friday night till 11, Saturday' till 2 and I was quite glad to roll in early on Monday. “Bear Foot” has been away for five days to a camp at Woodville. This is all the news so 1 will saychcerio. With heaps of love and kisses. —I remain, your loving Ite. “DADDY’S POPPET,” C.W.K., Malihiwi. So pleased, dear, to hear from you this week. 1 wondered how you fared of late. Oh, but how excited you must be to have a little baby sister, and nice names have been chosen for her, too. What a wonderful time you had at the birthday party. Will you give my regards to “Bear Foot,” dear? — Wendy. ‘ I FOBGBT-ME-NEVER' ’ ADMIRES BEAUTIFUL CREEPERS AND TREES IN BUSH. Dear Wendy, —How are you getting on? 1 hope you are well. One of yo<ur loving Ites, “Tom Pot,” has been ill for a fortnight. Un Saturday 1 decided to go to the bush to sledge wood. On my way I met my brother going to the bush, too. I gave him a ride on the sledge and we both went together. He opened the gate while 1 drove the horse through. When we arrived at the bush there were fallen trees and beautiful creepers. The tree that looked prettiest was the young lacebark. It has white Howers and a lacy bark. Good-bye, Wendy. —I remain, yours truly, ‘ ‘ FORGET ALE NE VER,' ’ Pai i kino. 1 am so sorry to hear that our “ Tom Pot” has been ill; is he now quite well? I do hope so. What a jolly time you and your brother must haw. had sledging wood. The lacebark is pretty and 1. have a piece for a book* m a rke r. —W en dy. AND UGH! FOR THE FROSTS,” EXCLAHVIS “BRIGHT CANDLESTICK.' ’ Dear Wendy,—Tap! Rap! ’lap! Here J am again after such a long absence. 1 suppose you thought the old Witch had me in prison. How are you and all your J tes ? “Pine Gone” and “Silver Brook,” when arc you going to write to me? It is raining up here while 1 write this letter, Wdl you please excuse my writing in pencil? My baby brother is walking and also beginning to talk. The winter will soon be on us and ugh! for the frosts. As this is all J must ( lose. With lose. —From “BRIGHT CA NDLEBTI.CK, ” G.W.K., Whangarei. Welcome, dear, to our ranks this week. 1 began to fear that the old Witch had run oil.' with you. I am enjoying splendid health, thank you, and I hope you are also. The pencil you have used is a good black one so Mr. Printerman will not mind. He doesn’t like the faint ones at all. You see if every letter was written in faint pencil it would be very hard for his eyes. | think it is lovely to hear of your little brother’s progress. - Wendy.