THE JUNIOR LEAGUE.

Waikato Times, Volume 114, Issue 19125, 9 December 1933, Page 15 (Supplement)

THE JUNIOR LEAGUE.

PREVENTION OF CRUELTY TO ANIMALS.

I MAR JUNIOR LEAGUE, This is the “good-bye” letter or Elizabeth whom you have known this year. 1 am sorry, kiddles, to leave you all. but It must be so. I hope that those of you who have become my friends will always remain such. What I want you to remember Is that there Is no one In the world whose place cannot be filled. As you all remember, “Laurel” went, “Elizabeth” came; “Elizabeth” goes, someone will fill the gap. The big thing Is that wo all are working for the same end —"The Prevention of Cruelty to Animals.” The Junior League depends not on Its “Laurels” or “Elizabeths,” but on its individual members. So carry on, girls and boys. Re- , member the motto and the promise you signed on your cards. I I want to leave room for a story that | was sent to me by a little girl In Wellington.

Belinda: I would Just love to visit you and see those turkeys. Do what you can for the S.P.C.A, in your district, won’t you, Belinda? Thank you, Peter Pan, for all you have done for the League and for all that I know you will do. Cheerio, everyone. My Christmas greetings are early, but I say from the bottom or my heart: “A happy and merry Christmas and the best of luck for 1034.” ELIZABETH.

Motto: We speak for those tha t cannot speak for themselves,

A MOST BTRANGE HAPPENING. One night when I went down to dinner I found a man In the sitting-room telling most interesting tales or animals. I slipped In and sat down by the Are. “Once I had a marvellous cat,” he was saying. “Also I had a canary. Strangely enough they were great pals. I could leave them together for hours. Then one day the bird escaped; we hunted everywhere possible and Impossible, but with no result. Next morning we put an advertisement In the paper and about twelve a lady rang saying that a canary was up her tree with a broken wing and they couldn’t get it down. ‘l’ll come at once,’ I replied. I looked at Tibbies the cat and to my surprise she got up and ran out of the room with a ‘meow.’ In a few minutes I was speeding along In my car till at last I reached the place. I got out and knocked at the door. The lady who had rung mo up answered the door and showed me my poor canary. I-was at a loss what to do. How could I get him? I knew the tree wouldn’t bear my weight. Then suddenly out or the bushes ran Tibbies and up the tree like an arrow. She caught . Dick in her mouth and brought her back to me. “Her wing has mended nicely and now she can fly as before,” he finished.” il got up quietly and slipped out as I had come In.