Swimming Pools Popular these Sunny Days

Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 83, Issue 53, 4 March 1939, Page 12

Swimming Pools Popular these Sunny Days

"ROSE MARIENA” PAYS WELCOME visit to land of MAKE-BELIEVE.” Dear Wendy—Well, here I am again after a long spell. How are you and all your Ites keeping? Well, I hope. How are you “Moonbeam II,” “Moon Rose,” “Rose Mariena’s Pal’ and “Beauiy Spot.” It's about time you all wrote, don’t you think, Wendy? What is the weather like down your way. Wendy? It is hot up here. Don't you think it is about time you wrote “Desert Rider's Pal” and “Comrade?” Well, that is all for now, Wendy Love. —From “ROSE MARIENA," Mataroa. Your visit to-day, dear, is most welcome and I had hoped to meet you upon returning from my holiday. The weather is splendid here in the city, and is lovely for visitors to the beaches. Pop in again soon, won't you?—Wendy. "PRINCESS JULIA I” GOES UPON TOUR OF DISCOVERY.

Dear Wendy,—l was very much surprised to find not one letter in the page last week. We all must have had the writer's cramp, but come on, Ites, what say we get the writing craze again? Well, Ites, how are you keeping and I hope you are in the best of health, Wendy. Now for a few words with my Ites. How did .you enjoy the pictures on Saturday night, “Teki"? I thought it was wonderful. “Flame Thrower,” "Tibbles" and “Red Tulip" did you win your game of tennis against Rata on Sunday? I say, “Mickey Savage," you are getting

quite a champion at tennis. “The Sinister Ray" did you play against “Micky Savage" and in another sei with “8.H.” or am I mistaken? "Curious Rata,” I think maybe I have discovered your identity. Are your initials “J.C.” or am I wrong again? “Maid of the Mist," are you staying in Rata for long? "Sergeant Dan’s Pal,’ did you enjoy your short stay at Mt. Curl? Come on, ‘Raia’s Hardnut,’ it is high time you dropped the Hut a line. I hear you have gone away from Rata for a while. I hope you enjoy yourself. Well, dear leader, I must fly. With love to all until next week. — From “PRINCESS JULIA I,” Rata. The reason why our pages, for the past three weeks, have been devoid of our clan's letters, was because I was away on my annual holidays. Mr. Printerman said he never feels equai to answering all my letters so leaves them till I return.—Wendy.

“WILD IRISH ROSE” PAYS WELCOME CALL AT LET’S PRETEND

Dear Wendy,—May I unlock the Hut door and come in to say a few words to the Rata Ites? Well, “Red Tulip,” what happened to you coming home from Castlecliff on the excursion train? You looked to be very unhappy. Weren’t you well or were

vye too noisy? But. you know you must take fun on those trips. I hope the “Gaieties” took all the unhappiness from you as they were very good, especially Mr. Stan Foley, the Australian comedian. Hello! “Princess Julia I," how are you keeping? I know you enjoyed the Castleciiff trip and so did I, but poor old “Tibbles” was not too well. I think the best time to get sick is when they are at home. I went to Tangimoana Beach with the Putorino School and we had some fun. Our school always goes to a beach. Well, Wendy, as I have taken enough space this week I will say good-bye until next week.—From “WILD IRISH ROSE II," Putorino.

Come in, dear! How pleased we are to see you this bright Letterland Day. I am glad you enjoyed your trip on the excursion to our city's beach.— Wendy.

“JUST THE SORT OF WEATHER FOR A SWIM." SAYS “TEKI’S PAL.”

Dear Wendy,—Here I am once again for a few words with some of the other Ites. The weather has been beautiful lately, hasn’t it, just the sort of weather for a swim. You are quite wrong, “Wood Bug,” when you say you saw me playing tennis with “Mickey Savage" and B.R. on Sunday. Well, “Mummy's Angel,' you seem to know who I am, don’t you: Yes, the car is going well, thank you. It certainly can do some stunting can’t it, and is also handy for bnngsaw you on Sunday, you were warning down from the tennis courts with ing in the hay. "Princess Julia I." 1 “Sergeant Dan’s Pal." 1 also saw you, “Wild Irish Rose," you were walking down the road with two other girls. Well, Wendy, I must leave room for some of the other Ites. so I will close now. With love. —From “TEKI’S PAL," Rata.

My goodness, yes, dear, the weather is simply splendid. Swimming is such fun, isn’t it? I began to despaii earlier in the season but the Weather Clerk has apparently relented.— Wendy.

The teacher was asking the class if anyone could tell her what a goldfish was.

‘.‘l can, teacher,” cried little Winnie, "It’s a sardine that's got very rich.”

“I AM HERE TO HAVE A FEW GUESSES,” SAYS “TEKI.”

Dear Wendy, - Here 1 am again turning up from out of my hiding place. 1 am here to-day to have a few gueses. “My Tiki," your initials do not happen to be B.S. by any chance, do they? "Red Tulip," 1 think you must be hiding somewhere down there because I have not. seen you for a while. ‘Sergeant Dan, did you enjoy the sports on Saturday? 1 had a great lime, but was feeling absolutely done when 1 arrived home. Come on, “Sinister Ray," we have not heard from you lor two or three weeks. 1 think you had better give me another clue to your identity.

"Jupetar,” you had not better get too curious about my pen-name. What do you say? Well, Wendy, 111 say au revoir till next week. From “TEKI," Rata.

Why, dear, I am pleased to have your letter this week. So you aie still hard at work trying to discover your co-Ites’ identities. 1 nope good luck soon attends your efforts.— Wendy.

“THERE ARE NOT MANY BUTTERFLIES THIS YEAR," OBSERVANTLY REMARKS OUR DIMPLE TWIN

Dear Wendy, What a long time it is since 1 write to you. I did not get much time for letter writing in the holidays leu use all the family were home. It i the only time 1 see my sister and brother. Mother gave me a book called the “Champion” tor girls. It was given to me for my prizebook. The stories are all about; girls at school. 1 nave never been to a school betore and I found them interesting. Mother had some lovely dahlias. The wind spoils them badly. There are not many white butterflies this year. Last year there were thousands of them. 1 have a new pony now. 1 was too big for my old one so I gave him away. Every afternoon after school I go on my pony looking for some ragwort. I bring it home and burn it. Goodbye, Wendy. Love. —From “DIMPLE TWIN B,” Mangamahu. Yes, dear, it is a long time since you last paid us a visit, but we are so happy to have you in our midst to-day. You wll find the book mother gave you a very good one I am sure. The white butterfles do appear to be far less in numbers this year. I, too, have noticed very few so tar. 1 hope we will never be troubled by them again. How nice to have a new pony to ride to school.—Wendy.

“SO I HOPE THE OHINGAITI ITES WILL HURRY ON,” SAYS "JULIE

Dear Wendy, —Well here I am again. I thought I had better write as it is now over a fortnight since 1 joined your merry clan. The weather is very changeable, isn’t it, Wendy? No, Wendy, I do not know Miss Werry but I have heard her singing over the air and think her very good, don't you? The Rata Ites are having the best of the page I think, so I hope Ohingaiti Ites will hurry on. As it is getting late I had better close now so tat-ta, Wendy, until another lime. —“JULIE WERRY," Ohingaiti.

Your letter is very welcome, 'dear, and I was wondering if I should hear fiom you when I returned from my holiday to-day. It is lovely to be back in Make-Believe again. The weather has been splendid, indeed. I wonder it the Ohingaiti clan will come trooping in? —Wendy.

"WE GO SWIMMING EVERY DAY NOW AND THE WATER IS SPLENDID,” SAYS “MOON ROSE”

Dear Wendy,—Well, here I am once more paying you and all the happy Ites a short visit. The weather has been lovely lately, hasn't it? We go swimming every day now and the water is splendid. Tennis is in full swing now. Well, we have settled down for another year's school work. Come on, “Beauty Spot," surely you haven't neglected us altogether? I'm very sorry I didn’t come to Sunday School. Did you see “I’m Going to be Rich,” “Rose Mariena”? I did and liked it very much. Did you enjoy your swim on Sunday, "Moonbeam III"? Do you like going to “Tech.," “Moon Rose's Sweetheart"? I hope you do. Well, "Laughing Lizzy" and “The Veiled Princess," I didn’t see you cycling around the township while on my stay in Hunterville. I went for four swims while I was there. Well, "Mother ot Four," I didn’t see you down at Castlecliff the other Sunday. Are you going to the railway picnic, “Beauty Spot." I don't know if I am yet. The school gardens are going to be judged soon. Well, Wendy, as news has run out I will have to close and say cheerio for now. With lots of love to you and all the merry Ites.—l remain your loving Ite, “MOON ROSE,” C.W.K., Mataroa.

I am pleased to have your letter, dear. Yes, the weather has been simply wonderful. The Weather Clerk has relented at last, for the days have been splendid for swimming, haven’t they? I hope you will do well at your studies during the year.—Wendy.

"I EXPEC T YOU THOUGHT THE OLD WITCH HAD RUN OFF WITH ME,” SAYS “THE SINISTER RAY."

Dear Wendy. Wcll, it is about tinr 1 dropped the Ites a line or two, isn I it? 1 expect you thought that the old Witch had run off with me, had you? I just forget which Ite wrote and said that 1 was with a pal of mine in town on Christmas Eve, bul dear Ite, the initials are all wrong, r was with A.G. Now, can you guess who 1 really am? I don't think l'n be able to keep niy identity secret much longer, as you Rata Ites are getting very hot on my trail. How is your knee, "Teki”? The "Purple Cloak's" thought it amusing, but its not as amusing as it sounds. Wt must admit it was funny falling over a sheep, above all things, but still to go around with a stiff knee is not so good. "Princess Julia I,” the new

green Chevrolet has a new passenger these days. It is a lovely car, isn’t it? I saw the family and some friends going to Palmerston in it the other day. You think that I am joking about your watch, but I am not. dear Ite, 1 think it is rather nice. 8.5., how did you get on with your tennis against St. Andrew’s? Yot have been doing rather well in your matches against other clubs. Well Wendy, I will make this enough (oi now. My name still stands—" Till RAY," Rata. So glad to hear from you to-day dear. Yes, I did think the old Wilct may have captured you or something equally as dreadful. I wonder jus how long you will be able to outwii your co-ltes. They are keenl; searching out your identity.—Wendy Why is a watchdog bigger at nigh than he is in the morning?—Becaus* he is let out al night, and taken in in the morning. Why is a train ticket like a hare riddle?—Because you always have Ic give it up. Why is a naughty dog like a dusty carpet?—Because he wants beating. If you went to Australia where would you first land?—On your two feet.