BAG OF “WENDY KISSES" STOLEN!

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

BAG OF “WENDY KISSES" STOLEN!

“WIND” MYSTERIOUSLY ROBBED WHILST UPON DUTY BENT. Dear Wendy.— You are a dear in very truth. 1 was just bubbling over to be allowed io- carry your priceio.-, kisses; but, oh- Wendy! \Venuy! my Heart is broken entirely. L don’t know buw to tell you but it must be done iuslanti\, •‘l've lost a bag of ki.-ro.” Flying along mcirily, uay and night, ivitu them on my wings, dropping the contents here and there as J. readied the home c-l an Ite, crossing shining rivers, lakes with nature's beauties mirroucd in their blue waters, keeping watch for the marks set by you. Little bid 1 dream of the dark shadow hoveling near, when in a remote purl, soinelii'iig phanthoni-like. d’escendeu, snaicimd a uag and disappeared. All 1 saw was tne tail-end of a broomstick. Uh, Wendy, Wendy, I’m desolated, don't turn me out, 1 did try and nc-w 1 have failed you right at. the beginning. The place. 1 have been, the miles travelled. 1 cannot dci-cribe them all, but some J will tell you of. ‘“Star O The Desert’" was shining so brightly 1 was dazzled by her .silver splendour, .she .secured hers easily enough. In a meadow near a farm-house, a beautiful elf like child teat with her wee chubby hands held out for Wendy's kiss, so 1 dropped two. 1 couldn't help myself. Catciirag them up to her cupid-bow of a liny mouth, she just breather, Uh, Wendy, I’ve got two” and ran home. “Oh, mummy,. Wendy sent me two kissev!” Alothcr hugged her darling, she was so .sweet. One Ito had a butterfly net set ready, another a huge piece of scrim. It was a good joke watching the “Private Detective” and “Miss McGinty ” dial - ing theirs. 1 blew them along gently then faster, until the pair were breathless, j»o excited did they become. It was such fun teasing them, jin-t when “P.D.,” made a snatch at the tempting kisses, away they floated once more; time after time they were almost cautured, only to be beyond reach; flat out they raced across the paddock. “P.,D” failed to notice a small overditch, into which they stepped simultaneously and the water was up to their knees. Chuckling aloud, I saw a wondering look cross their faces, revelation came to them, another ot' “Wind’s” pranks; you tee 1 left the kisses clinging to the long grass overhanging the ditch, a glorious bait truly —two of Wendy’s kisses! They crawled up the bank each holding one, and lay mi the ground shaking with laughter. “Grandaddy” and dear “Old Gran” got theirs safely, I never would be naughty where they were concerned, while sitting reading in the garden, I blew 7 them right onto their books; but when old Weather Clerk looked for his he couldn’t find it. He makes me do such horrid tasks, so finding a huge prickly head off a Scotst thistle, I put it nn his pillow, then, with a sly laugh, I discreetly withdrew, but I did hide one kiss under his hat on the hall-rtand. “Wayback Liz” chased hers for miles

in her car. Rattle!! bang! bump! over stones, tree-roots, through fords; but she never fuultcred. On and on rc-und bends at breakneck i-peed, narrowly missing other cars, down hills with a few inches to spare, truly a perilous descent, she caught it. at last, on a branch of a tree close to the road. Wendy V-. kisses are pearls of grvyr price. 1 put “Strawberry Queen’s'’ in the strawberry bed, ‘‘Lady Mabel” carried it to her, when she went 1o array her in her state robes, alsu “Queen Madge” who was out. vhe.i I passed, would no doubt, find hers on her dressing-table among-t a glitter of jewels, which are safely guarded. “Little Green Butterfly” was sipping nectar from a gorgeous flower, whose petals vied with the colouring of her wings, soft velvet with bright spotr, she loft the sweetness quickly, when she spred her kiss, and flew heme, much rarer to her was it, than the riciiei't wine. She met “Fluttering ’Butterfly” and told her glad news, then the sweet little thing said, “come with me, I will help you find yours.” They flew together on this quest and soon the little fluttercr had her wish granted. Poor “Bee in a Bottle” will anyone help, she can't push the cork out, and her kiss can’t get in; ehe is very sad indeed, but I’m sure one of the Ites will come to the rescue, or we will have a very sorrowful little pal, shut in such a cruel prison. Nearing a patch of bush I heard a growl, whatever is that? Something prowling in there. Cautiously advancing, I caught a glimpse of two long-stripped bodies hunting rc-und the stunted trees and in the rubbish. An ominous rumble issued from their throats at intervals, it was “The Tiger” and “Tiger Tim.” In a moment, they were locked in a fierce embrace, clawing and tearing at each other, a dreadful sight!- Of course, tigers are savage, but euch quarrels grieve Wendy, ns I well know. You see “The Tiger” had found a “kiss” and “Tiger Tim” was trying

. > .snatch it from his grar-p. I. . ly 1 dropped another which by got,-! luck caught the eye of “Tiger Tim,” so he let go at once, picked up his prize and just like an enormous cat, rolled over and over in the grass. Where do you think “Aunty” was? She was up in a plum tree, enjoying the sweet juicy fruit that ripens at tb.iseason, she looked so happy throwing down some of the results of her climb to a friend, below, so I blew her a kiss and p:u-sed on. J tucked “Hut’s Best Man’s” kiss into his white buttonhole as he was going to a wedding; when he kissed the bride after the ceremony, she saw it and before “11. B.M. ” could stop her, she c.loi-ed her hand gently over it, and carried it away as a mascot. What did “Ben” care when his kiss dropped in the sea, ami floated on a wave. With a throaty roar he gave his order, a lifeboat was sung hi-.i out of the davits, to be gently lowered into the « ea, manned by willing hands; that precious kiss wa® soon ] ; .' Red up and carried triumphant ly back to the ship. “Madcap” would find hers in the cap which always adorns her head; but Wendy, J have so far to go. so many more to deliver what will I. do? Will you command “Private Detec-eive ” to get the, bag back? Nir Richard Elf could e.arily «<• complish any task however hard, but he is almost always busy rescuing maidens in distress. Weather Cleik will send me milew away I know, and then, my opportunity is lost’ for ever, if 1 don’t gvt them very soon. If Sir Richard takes up my case, all is saved, and you will forgive me. Instead I will be an outcast, a nomad, and my heart will lie broken in little pieces, which will be scattered about; but the biggest piece will linger near the Hnt, to which I was admitted for sc- short n time. Good-bye, Wendy dear. Yours for ever.—‘ ‘ WIND. ’ ’ Dear me, mv poor “Wind,” but do not be sad for I know you have done all that vou could. I have invoked the aid of the Fairy Queen and she has turned that whole bag of kisses into prickly thistlce so that when the eld Witch goes to take them from the bag they will all stick- tdiemselves into her fingers and so pay her dut for meddling. An? you once again happv now? T will give you another lot of kisses to take on your travel*. —Wendy.