THE WENDY HUT OUR CHILDREN’S CORNER
Dear Wendy, —May 1 join your happy band, as all my mates seem to be joining up these times? Is there any age limit to the ones joining up, Wendy? I hope you and all the Ites are keeping in the pink as I am melting just at present. The weather is wonderful. Talk about swims. I love the water, do you, Wendy? Seeing this is my first letter I will conclude. May I have "Very Puzzled" for my pen-name? Love to all the Ites and yourself.—From “VERY PUZZLED, Rata. Welcome to the Wendy Hut, my dear. I am sure you will find our game of Let’s Pretend very interesting and enjoyable. Yes, I am an ardent lover of swimming, too. You may have the pen-name you have asked for.—Wendy. Dear Wendy,—May I join your happy band of Make-Believe? The Rata Ites are certainly having a jolly ' lime among themselves. What is the matter with "Sergeant Dan" these days? That mouth-organ of his must
be taking up all his spare time. Do you know, Wendy, “Princess Julia 1," "Sergeant Dan’s Pal,” “Wild Irish Rose II,” “Teki’s Pal,” and a friend were having a wonderful time cooling off at our local store last Sunday. Did the Wendyites that went to the Hunterville sports have a good time? I enjoyed myself very well. I saw "Teki’s Pal” having a wonderful time with an ice cream the day of the sports. We are having glorious weather here at present, Wendy. Now is the time for plenty of swims. I hear a lot of our local Wendyites had a wonderful time on the excursion to Wanganui recently. I will close now, Wendy, wishing you good health for the year.—From "BOWMAN,” Rata. Welcome to the Wendy Hut, my dear. How jolly of you to join in our game of Let’s Pretend. The weather is splendid, indeed. I hope it will remain so for many days to come. You may have the pen-name you have . asked for.—Wendy. Dear Wendy,—Well, here I come "crashing" my way into the Hut's | corner for the first time, but I hope you will not abandon me for making an intrusion such as I am. I would very much like to join your happy band of children. I hope you have i a spare corner wherein you can tuck I me. I left college last year and have ' just come back from the South Island. : Now that I am home I wish to “crash" i into your circle every week. Well, Wendy, may I have the pen-name of “Son of the Law?” I will now close iby saying adios prontos. Love to all. -From "SON OF THE LAW,” Utiku. Welcome to the Wendy Hut, my , dear. I am ever so pleased to have i you enter our ranks of happy boys I and girls. There is always abundant | room for everyone. You may have the pen-name you have chosen.— I Wendy.
.Dearr Wendy,—May I join you merry band of Make-Believers, that is, if you will have me? We are having the beautiful weather we should have had at Christmas time. We must not growl though for look at all the beautiful swims one can have. How are the “Spudpickers?’’ Well, I hope. “Dai mg Airman,” I know you well. I saw you Sunday having a swim and you were enjoying yourself. I know a fair number of Ites; some very well, anl others just by sight. May I have “Ratas Newsbag” for my pen-name? Well, Ites, I must trot and do some work. Love to all the Ites, and yourdear self, Wendy—From “RATA'S Newsbag,” Rata. Welcome to the Wendy Hut, my dear. The weather has been simply wonderful and I really think the Weather Clerk is trying to atone for the dreadful spring and summer he sent us. You may have the pen-name you have asked for.— Wendy.
Dear Wendy,— May I join this great circle of yours and may 1 have "Queen Atea" for a pen-name? I do love reading the letters some of the lies write, and I hope 1 will know some of them in the near future. So cheerio. —From "QUEEN ATEA,” Matahiwi.
Welcome to the Wendy Hut, my dear. I am ever so pleased you have decided to join our merry clan, but will you please send me your name and date of birth?—Wendy.
“AND I SAY TO MR. PRINTERMAN. ‘WELL DONE!” SAYS “STRANGER S DAUGHTER." Dear Wendy,—Hearty cheers to you on your return to our Hut and I do hope you had a real good holiday and a happy time, which you richly deserved. Mr. Printerman gave us a splendid page in your absence, and I say to him, ‘Well done,’ but somehow there seemed a big emptiness without you. “White Rabbit," you asked me a question about the Marton Show just before our leader departed for her well-earned holiday, but I did not get time that week to answer you. Then Wendy was away so I waited for her return. Yes, my dear, I enjoyed the outing at the show, thank you. It was such lovely weather, too, and I met my friend who I had not seen for quite awhile. I stayed in Marton that night and spent the next day with “Stranger.” By the way, Wendy, you asked me a question, too, before you went away about that i Christmas contribution that arrived ’ too late. Certainly, Wendy, you may-
keep it for the next Christmas issue. I am pleased to know that you think it worth keeping. Thank you. Enclosed, Wendy, you will find another 135 used stamps for the collection. I am still saving them. Cheerio, dear leader. Kind thoughts for all.—Your sincere Ite, “STRANGER’S DAUGHTER,” C.S.W.M., Hunterville.
Many thanks, dear, for your lovely welcome upon my return. It is wonderful to have a holiday, but the joy of returning to my clan is very great. It is lovely to know I fill a place in your hearts that I would keep always. [ What a happy time you spent at the ' show. My gratitude for your con-1 tinued help with our used stamp col-1 lection.—Wendy.
My Dear Children, How wonderful it is to have a holiday, but oh! how wonderful lo be back in our merry Land of Let’s Pretend, where all is always so jolly and carefree. Sometimes 1 wonder which is the greater oi tile two joys: The going away or the coming back to all that one has left behind for a time. New scenes; new faces; they interest for a while but in time one finds one’s thoughts returning and a longing springs up in one’s heart for all the old associations. No place can ever be the same as home, can it, and it is always to that grand place our thoughts return even if we ourselves cannot. However, in my heart the Land of Let’s Pretend holds a place as dear as home, for .1. have lived there a long time, now with you and 1 was ever so pleased that one of the Old Brigade was here to-day to welcome me upon my return. Some of you may remember ’’Jolly I'Toval.” It is six years since our He last paid us a call. To-day her letter is one full of great tidings and to her 1 send my warmest regards and appieeiation of her thought for the. true-blue principles which have always governed our activity in this great circle or Make-believe. ‘'Stranger’s Daughter,” too, was here ot welcome me home and to her 1 am again indebted for a goodly addition to our used stamp collection that will soon be ready lo send on to our friends, the Blind Children of New Zealand. How pleased 1 was to see also eleven new members awaiting me at our Hut’s door. Their welcome, home was worth the many weary miles when the speed of lime itself seemed too slow by far. Their cheery smiles turned an already bright morning into a radiance as brilliant, as a dewdrop glittering from a dewy bush at the first ray of the sun. You’ve seen them”: Are they not beautiful and these eleven new members send our numbers onward to that coveted next thousand mark. 1 wonder how many will await admission next Saturday? Now, I’ve very little space to-day because I’ve such a huge mail to attend to, but. 1 must echo ‘‘Stranger’s Daughter’s’ praise of Mr. Printermaii for the very magnificent pages he contrived to give you during the three weeks I was absent. Reading them over 1 notice a very breezy style as hitherto unrevealed by our Mr. Printermail, but this I know I can always depend upon him for the future. Oh. another matter 1 almost forgot! Two packages—from helpers who desire to remain unknown—were made to our U.S.C. Whoever you are. deal- friends. 1 give you my warmest thanks for your interest in our effort, to assist, along, in any way we. can. such a worthy cause, as the welfare and care of New Zealand’s blind children. Until next Saturday dear everyone of our elan, 1 send you mv warmest love and kisses from your ever affectionate— WENDY
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Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 83, Issue 53, 4 March 1939, Page 12
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