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THE WENDY HUT OUR CHILDRENS CORNER

Our Birthday Book

"TRUE BLUE IB ALL THINGS’’

Mv Dear Children, —■ No one could possibly know just how very happy I am to-day. Someone whom I have long wondered about has at last returned again to cur midst. Our worthy "Blue Danube," whom only the older members will remember, has put pen, and a very wonderful pen it is, too, to paper and reviver, manj old and very dear memories of days of long ago. When I sent word to that old faithful “/dasheen" he was almost overcome with joy to know his own favourite one al the Cottage had come back once more to play at Make-believe. “Dasheen” will not be the only one to be made very happy, for all who dwell al the Cottage under "Old Maid's” and “Blue Danube's" kindly care, have never ceased to regret “Blue Danube’s" absence. What happy hours those Ites of the Animal Kingdom spent there. Ever so often “The Mother Who Smacks Them All,” who joined our Hut years ago, might now call once more to lake lea there as she so often did in those far-off days of the Hut’s earliest history and about which so few of our clan to-day know anything about. To have veteran Ites like "Blue Danube" popping in so unexpectedly reminds one that our Hut is indeed growing old. One realises how old, 100, for as I sit here at my the years come and go and with them hosts of boys and girls wfi9 appear to grow up like a lot of mushrooms and leave me behind, I wonder what marks they will make for themselves in the Annals of Fame. Where are they now and how do they fare? I often find myself pondering as I turn over the pages of our Hut Register and read the names that are written there. Some of them it has been my very great pleasure to even see in the careers they have chosen to persue, and 1 register a deep sigh of gratification (o note the progress made towards their goal. To-day n>e have a tremendous mail and I do not intend to use as much space as I usually do, but before I conclude I wish to make mention of my appreciation of a sketch made by “Zionile” of the "Brush and Fan" Imp and “Scribo" who sits beneath the tree in his garden and meets the Imp for the first time. The sketch, which lam unfortunately unable to reproduce, is veil; cleverly executed and I am forwarding it to our “Scribo," who will, no doubt, prize i( as a momenta of his delightful story. All my love and a fresh batch of Wendy kisses which “Wind" will bring Io vou from your ever affectionate

“ISN’T THE WEATHER AWFUL,” SAYS “QUEEN OF THE BUNNIES.” Dear Wendy.—l am going to write to you before 1 go to ued. 1 went to the circus in Tainapu. Isn’t the weather awiul, Wendy J My brother fell off a timber stuck at the mill and hurt the tissues in his foot and has to have two weeks off from work. 1 mu< t close now, Wendy. Love to' you and all the Ites. —From “QUEEN UF THE BUNNIES,’•’ Mataroa. Uh, but how wonderful to attend the circus. You were very lucky indeed. Yes, dear, the weather has been really dreadful. However, we can only hope for fine days soon. I am sorry’tu hear of your brother’s accident and hope he will soon recover from his injury.—Wendy. “IT SEEMS AS IF THE HUNTER VILLE ITES ARE HOLIDAYING,” SAYS “TOTTIE.” Dear Wendy,—Here I am at last, rolling up like a mischievous kitten. I suppose, dear Leader, you thought the old Witch had me imprisoned in her clutches? Well, 1 am so sorry I haven’t written, but as 1 have been ill 1 didn’t feel at all inclined for writing letters. However, 1 have managed to scribble a line or two at last. It seems • like more rain, Wendy. This weekend is the first dry week-end we’ve had for about a month. “Green Linnet,” have you received my letter yet. It 'seems as though Hunterville Ites are having a holiday, doesn’t it, Wendy? 1 think it is about time we hoard from our “Poultry Maid.” “Veiled Princess,” did you enjoy the talkie on -Saturday night? I did. It was a “Silver Streak,” wasn’t it? I wonder what has happened to “Paul Darling—F.D.” lately? I wonder if he and the -wonder dog, “Strongheart,” have been very successful in their travels.’ How about writing to the Hut, “Stella,” and “Ginger Rogers,” or are you both holidaying too? “Golden Glimmer.’’ are your initials E.F. or M.TT.? Well. Wendv, as I am going out at 2 p.m. 1 had better close now. Wishing you pverv success.-—From your true-blue Ite,'“TOTTIE,” C’.W.K., Hunterville. 1 am sn snrry, dear, to hear that you have been ill, and I hope you are now fully recovered. It, is unpleasant, to be ill, isn’t it? The weather has been beyond words recently. lam at a complete loss to understand what can have happened to the Weather Clerk to allow such a summer.—Wendy.

“IT WILL SOON BE WINTER, WON'T IT?” SAYS “LITTLE HOUSEMAIDITE.” Dear Wendy,—Here I am again turning up like a bad penny. The weather has been changeable up here. I am in standard V. Our garden is looking lovely with carnations. The apple trees are laden with fruit. It is ages *ince I last wrote to you. Before our black and red currants were ripe we had to pick them, because the birds were eating them. We have two pet lambs and a calf. Our rabbit died about three weeks ago. We are milking 31 cows by hand. Winter will soon be here again, won’t it, Wendy? Mother is going to town to-day so she will post this letter. Well, Wendy, I will say good-bve for now.—l remain. your loving’ Ito. “LITTLE HUUSEMAIDITE.” C.W.K., Wainui, The carnations are beautiful flowers indeed, and their fragrance is really gorgeous. The birds are rather a trial when they gobble up the fruit, aren’t they? What, a pity the poor little rabbit died.—AVencly.

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“MANY HAPPY RETURNS" OF THE DAY TO FEBRE ARA.' 22, 1936. “Golden Dawn," Gonville. “Mountain A'laid," Marton. “Miss New Zealand," Alaturoa. ‘ Royal Thistle.", Hunterville. “Ashes of Violets," Greatford. “Sicwart Tartan," Bu 1 Is. “Irish Lily," Nukumaru. ‘ ‘ Kio-U-Kite-Pai," Kaungaroa. “Holly Berry,’’ Aramoho. FEBRUARY 23. ‘ ‘Moengarau," Brunswick. “Morepork," Feilding. “Old Gran’s Little Girl," Ohingait FEBRUARY 24. ‘ ‘ Easter Egg,' ’ Rata. “Sudden Storm," Wanganui. ‘Honolulu Dream Girl,’’ Marton. “Queen of the Woods," Wanganui. FEBRUARY 25. “Tiiakau Primrose," Maxwell. “Wattle Bloom," Okoia. “Early Daffodil,’’ Ohakea. “Mischief," Waverier. “Taipo," Wainui. “Lady Violet," Mangaweka. FEBRUARY 26. “Brier," Greatford. “Scotch Lass," Mangaweka. ‘Blue Bird of Happiness," Marton. “Sally O’Malley," Ohingaiti. “A Fairy in the Wood," Putorino. “Golden Heart," Mataroa. FEBRUARY 27. “Sunlight," Tutaenui. “Proud Foot," Kimbolton. “Honeybud," Bulls. “Green Elf," Ohutu. FEBRUARY 28. “Kowhai," Alar ton. “Pixie," Ohingaiti. “Fairy Snowdrop," Westmere.. “Icicle," Ohakune.‘Shining Cuckoo," Ohingaiti. “Chicken," Kawhatau Valley. “Violet Lady." Raetihi. “A Dreamer in Vain," Taihape. “Blue Danube," "Wanganui. “Hut’s Bridegroom," Bulls. “Mystery O’Al ore," Wanganui,

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Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 79, Issue 45, 22 February 1936, Page 12

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THE WENDY HUT OUR CHILDRENS CORNER Our Birthday Book Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 79, Issue 45, 22 February 1936, Page 12

THE WENDY HUT OUR CHILDRENS CORNER Our Birthday Book Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 79, Issue 45, 22 February 1936, Page 12