PETER PAN’S POSTBOX.

Waikato Times, Volume 100, Issue 16815, 5 June 1926, Page 16 (Supplement)

PETER PAN’S POSTBOX.

Prefers Rotowaro. Dear Peter Pan,—Having read the letters written by the children, I have decided to write. I am i 3 and in Standard V. I have been living in Hamilton since Christmas, and I do not like it. I used to live in Rotowaro, six miles from Ilunlly, and I think it. is a lovely place. 1 go to the Hamilton Convent School, as I think it is the best. I like reading about Jacko in the supplement of the Times. I shall close now, imping to write again soon.— Marie Webb (13 years), Bryce Street, Hamilton. I am surprised that you do not like Hamilton, Marie. Pertiaps as you make more friends you will like the place belter. Your sister did not wish her letter to be printed, but I am pleased that she enjoys the page, too. Have you seen any more of the grey and black kitty?—Peter Pan. IVIy Pet Cat, Spotty. Dear Peter Pan, —As the rain has at last ceased the roads are getting dry and the motor-cars are able lo get through, so we are all right just now. 1 shall now tell you about a fluffy little kitten, which I call Spotty. She has a number of spots on her, which I shall tell you the colours of. They arc black, brown, ginger, grey, and a band of white around her neck. I can not think of any more to say. I did not forget my promise in writing to you again.—Marion Dodd (9J years), Paterangi. Yes, the fine days soon make a difference to the roads, Marion, and I am glad that you arc no longer "shut in." Spotty must be a pretty tortoiseshell cat.—Peter Pan. The Legend of the Three Sisters. Dear Peter Pan,—l saw the letters hi the Waikato Times, and so thought I would like lo join your happy company. I live seven miles from Opunakc, a small town in Taranaki, and go to a country school called Mangahume, which is three miles away from our home. I went to Hamilton for my Has ter holidays, and enjoyed them very much. While coming back I saw the three mountains, and thought of the legeDd of how, many years ago, Mount Egmont was with them, but because of a quarrel was compelled to go away to another place, and yhose Taranaki; and I was very glad she did, because she is only about five miles away, and we can see her every day. Wc arrived at Hamilton about 4 o’clock in the morning, and so could not see much after leaving Marton, hut coming down the views were lovely. I must close now, with love to you and all your circle.—Freda Coombridgc, Opunake, Taranaki. Thank you for telling us the legend, Freda. You must indeed he proud of beautiful Mount Egmont, which will be while with snow now, I expect.— Peter Pan. A Pussy Who Tries to Talk. Dear Peter Pan, —I have been reading your page for children for quite a time now. I thought you would like to hear about my cat. My cat is called Nickum, because he is so black. Nickum has got a lovely smooth and shiny coat. I have one brother, who gives my cat pieces of rabbit. My cat is very fat, and he mews as if he wished he could talk. I will get a story of Jacko if I can for next time. — L. Lovelock (13 years), Eureka. You did not give your full name, so I shall have to call you "L," and I do not know whether you are girl or boy. My address is Peter Pan, care of Waikato Times, Hamilton. I am glad you told me about Nickum. It is a great pity cats cannot talk. —Peter Pan. A Lucky Little Boy. Dear Peter Pan, —I am the youngest in a family of five boys. Igo to Whitiora School and am in Standard 11. I always read about Dad and Douglas on Saturdays. We have a nice beach cottage at Raglan. We go there in all our holidays. We have many nice lawns at our house in Hamilton. I liave a set of Tinkcrtoy. We can make ever so many nice things with it. I have to go to bed now, as it is 7 o’clock. Seven o'clock is my bedtime, so goodnight. Peter Pan.—Lloyd Ilume (8 years), London Street, Hamilton. I think you are a very lucky little boy, Lloyd. Which do you like best these days—to go lo bed or to get up in the morning?—Peter Pan. Saturday’s Joy. Dear Peter Pan, —As I am not very fond of reading I never bothered reading anything in the paper. But one evening my mother said: "Maud, why do you nol read the Children's Page?” So 1 read about Dad and Douglas, then I read the rest of the paper, and I found it very interesting. That is how I came to join your happy band of boys and girls. I am very excited when Saturday afternoon comes now, because 1 either go with my mother in the gig or on my bicycle to Frankton to get Die paper, as it is a good distance from our place. Then I come home, have my lea, and sit down by the fire and read the Children's Page. Next time I will tell you about the Winter Show. I am 10 years old, in Standard IV., and attend Frankton School. I will close now, so good-bye until next time. —Maud Breckon (10 years), Frankton. it is good to know that you arc beginning Lo enjoy our page so much, Maud. 1 know of one little girl who lias pasted nil the “Dad and Douglas" pictures into a scrap-book, so that she will have tlie complete series.—Peter Pan. Jacko Does the Cooking. Dear Peter Pan, —I think I will write a story about Jacko this time. One day Mrs Jacko said lo Jacko: “Your Fattier, Adolphus and I are going out Ibis afternoon, so 1 will leave you in charge of the house." “I’ll be very

LETTERS FROM LITTLE PEOPLE,

careful, and not let any robbers in,” chuckled Jacko to himself. In the afternoon they all went off except Jacko, who felt very proud to lie in charge all by himself. ‘‘l’ll set the tea-tabln, and make a roly-poly pudding,” thought Jacko. So he went into the kitchen and found a cookeryhook, got everything ready, and wtien it was finished lie put the pudding on a dish in the oven. Then tie set about laying the table. When everything was ready he went up to tidy himself. Then lie went down to the dining-room and waited until his mother, father and Adolphus should come home. After a while they came in, and didn’t Mrs Jacko get a surprise when she saw the table laid! She said she would give Jacko a halfcrown. He was pleased, especially when he was told lie might liave as much pudding as lie liked.—Milicent Kirton (10 years), Papakura.

And so Jacko contrived to have ills favourite pudding once more, Milicent; and this time lie seems to have got off very lightly, even being rewarded with a half-crown! —Peter Pan. Fldo Goes Fishing. Dear Peter Pan, —As I saw the other children were writing stories I thought I would like lo write one myself. There was once a little dog called Fido, and where he was staying there was a fishing competition. Fido went to the wharf, and when lie got there a crowd of people were already fishing, so he put tlic jar he was going to put the fish in over his head and dived off the wharf. When he got to the bottom of tlie sea he called all the llsli to him, and when tie had got all lie wanted lie came up again. There being a prize for the one who got tlie most fish, Fido was presented with the prize by the Mayor of tlie town. Goodbye, Peter Pan. —Betty Capper (9 J years), Lake Hoad, Frankton. Fido was a shrewd little chap, Betty. The story is good, and I hope you will have another inspiration soon. —Peter Pan. Exciting Moments. Dear Peter Pan, —I was very pleased to sec my letter in the paper, so I thought I would write again, and my sister thinks she will write too. From our back yard we can see the buckets working on the wire rope bringing down the metal from Muku to Arapuni. The mail goes up in the buckets, too, and sometimes the men, but one day a man fell out, so perhaps they do not go that way now.—Verdun Bulmer (9 years), Pukeatua. I expect you and your little sister follow tlie movements of those buckets with great interest, Verdun. When you go to Arapuni don’t you love to watch the torrents of water dashing down over the rapids, and breaking into white foam? —Peter Pan. A Benefit Afternoon. Dear Peter Pan, —I enjoy reading the letters in the supplement, and so I thought I would join iu, too, to lengthen your column. 1 live on a farm and have a mile to walk to school. I am 10 years old, and am in Standard IV. We liave two teachers in our school. Our holidays ended today. A few days ago we had a small afternoon at school to help tlie Sunshine League in Hamilton. Well, I will close now, but 1 will write more next time. —Kitty Karl (10 years), Paterangi R.D. Helping the Sunshiny. League was a good idea, Kitty. It is good to know that you like school. You seem to be making good progress, and your letter was very neatly written. —Peter Pan. Our School Games. Dear Peter Pan, —I read all the letters In the Waikato Times, and I think them very interesting. Seeing that a number of other children always write I thought I would join your Post Box. At school we play basketball. It is a very good game, and we have plenty of fun. My special friends are Kitty and Betty. Wc nearly always play together, and we liave a good time. In the summer we play tennis, which is also a nice game. In the morning we have some skipping to make us warm. It is nearly bedtime now, so I will close. I will write again soon.—Frances Germann (ii years), Paterangi. I am sure you and vour m.tle friends liave very good times. How many “skips" can you do? Do not forget to write again, Frances. —Peter Pan. A Good Story. Dear Peter Pan, —I see other hoys’ and girls’ letters in, the supplement, and I thought 1 would like to write one (00. i liave a little sister, three year’s old. I am eigtit myself. I went to the pantomime to-day. The story of

“The Anemone Baby” was very nice. My name is Philip Oliver, and I live in Hamilton. Your name begins with P, the same as mine does. Well, Peter Pan, 1 must close.- —Philip Oliver (8 years), Hamilton. So you liked reading about “The Anemone Baby,” Philip? I liked that story, too. Those sea fairies had some great adventures away down in the (lepLlis of tlie deep blue sea, didn’t they?—Peter Pan.