THE JUNIOR' LEAGUE.

Waikato Times, Volume 114, Issue 19052, 16 September 1933, Page 15 (Supplement)

THE JUNIOR' LEAGUE.

Motto:' Wo speak for those that Dear Boys and Girls, — First I must thank Peter Lewis for Ms letter and one shilling: and threepence for the Junior League. Peter got to work and sold bottles and gave the proceeds to the S.F.C.A. Good boy! We need lots more like you, Peter. I want’ to remind all members or the Junior League that the first week In October Is Animal Welfare week, and I should like suggestions from all of you about J what the Juniors’ part should be. I hope 1 to be able to arrange that you meet each other that week. So a letter from each or you would be very welcome. Get your pets. In tip-top trim for one never knows what we may be able to do. Perhaps hundreds or children who are not members may think it worth while Joining up that week. There will be lots or chances. The membership fee is one shilling a year, and the badge costs sixpence. June West.—Thank you so much Tor your letter. It certainly would be best to put the cats quietly away. Here’s a little poem that I would like all or you to read. I know the author ■will be glad for you to. do so. We must make everything right for animals. Wouldn’t It be good ir when you grow up everyone understood how to

PREVENTION OF CRUELTY TO ANIMALS.

cannot speak for themselves. protect and care for “Our little brothers” ? Cheerio Everybody.. ELIZABETH. THE LITTLE GREY CAT. I passed It once and went back again, In the bitter wind and drizzling rain, For I couldn’t hear to see It there— The little grey cat in Civic Square. One ear was torn and Us mangy fur Was harsh to touch, yet It tried to purr, And rub'bed ltseir on my foot as tho It had known and loved me years ago. But time was short; there was much to do. A tram was coming and as I flew Over my shoulder I saw It pass A patch of grey on the sodden grass. And now when I’m warmly tucked In bed ’Neath the eiderdown and my prayers all said, I seem to see It sitting there By the hoarding site on Civic Square. And I’d give the world for the chance again To snatch It out or the drizzling rain And give It a petting and home and care—■ The little grey cat on Civic Square. —Bab Lawler.