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Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 79, Issue 139, 13 June 1936, Page 12

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13930 ' "iLASII DENBY.” 13931 ' ‘•fOND LILY.” Dear Wendy,—Please may I become 1 another of yo-ur merry clan? .1. would very much like ‘‘Pond Lily” lor my pen-name and if that is already possessed, may 1 have “Princess Dawning”? 1 nave been reading youi cheery page for years, and have been going to join but seeing it is leap-year I have taken the liual reap. As a rule when I am feeling blue and down in the dumps and .1. take up the paper md read the Wendy Huts page they seem L<? disappear. Well, Wendy, 1 will bring this to a close, but will write more next time, as 1 am now going oxer to see “Princess of the Stars. Goodbye for new. Prom “POND LILY.’’ Bulls. Welcome to the Wendy .Hut, my dear. I am ever so pleased to have you in our merry ranks. You may have the pen name you asked for, too. How glad I am to know you derive so muclii enjoyment, from our pages. Acs, do write again soon.—Wendy. Dear Wendy, - L spent nearly all’ night reading the Wendy page and I noticed that you would like to reach the 4000th. mark in membership, so 1 wondered if you would lei a poor Jone cowboy, named “Plash Denby, ’ enter your happy band? Would you let me, I. wonder? Anyway, I’m going to try. J)id you notice if an aeroplane left Wanganui yesterday, June 9? Because while I was on my pony 1 saw a ’plane come flying up from your way ami it circled Mangaweka and then it looped the loop and came flying on to where I was. It must have gone on to Taihape because about an hour later I saw it heading south again. If it didn’t come from Wanganui it must have come from Palmerston North. Aly! but won’t it be great when the new ship, the Awatea comes to New Zealand? I saw Lady Bledisloe christening it when I went to the movies about two weeks ago. But what do yu think the an-

nouncer called the new vessel! Yon couldn’t guess, so I had better tell you He called it the Queen of the Tasman. 0000r —it’s getting too cold now to slay up so late, so 1 had better ppp off to bed where old Jack Frost can’t, reach me. Heaps of love to you all. — From—‘ ‘ FLASH DENBY. ’ ’ Utiku. Welcome to the Wendy Hut, my dear. I am more than happy to welcome you to our midst. You may have the penname you have asked for. Although many ’planes may pass across Wanganui I do not see many, for I am inside quite an. amount. Write again soon, won't you?—Wendy. “COURSHELLOCH" PAYS A SURPRISE CALL AT LAND OF LET’S PRETEND Dear Wendy,—Here I am once again. I have just popped in for a little chat. Last night a visitor came to our place and ho had a game with me. It was ’called noughts and crosses Hi* beat me every time. Did you go my for a holiday, Wendy? 1 will write a piece of poetry for the junior lies. Tt is called: “TOM, the Piper’s Son.” Young Thomas was the piper’? sun. He could not pipe, but. ne could run! j According to the talc one dav, He stole a pig and ran mv. I H | No wonder, though, he made all haste. Tom, by the butcher boy, was chased. The dogs, too. all ran after him; His fate, when caught was sad and grim. For we are told that he g;; beat. And then ran howling down the street; So if your name is Tom or Joe. ( Or anything, don’t steal, yen know. For it is certain if you do. Tt is a thing (hat you will rue. Remember Tom, the Piper’s son, And buy your pig—or go with none. —From your loving Ite, ‘‘COUltS H EiLL 00 H, ” Sanson. Yes, dear, T spent a really wonderful holiday at A’cw Plymouth and elsewhere. I attended the air pageant 1 there. you know. Tt wa< all simply wonderful. F -’ll ask for the pen-pal for you.—Wendy.