PETER PAN’S LETTER

Waikato Times, Volume 119, Issue 9817, 22 February 1936, Page 20 (Supplement)

PETER PAN’S LETTER

£)EAR GIRLS AND BOYS, To wander In the garden these days in the sunshine is a wonderful adventure Peter finds, with new treasure every single time and new beauty every single step. Just inside the white gate with Its high hedges there is a fairy wood of fluffy golden rod whLoh is golden treasure beyond compare, and when the sun catches It at sunset In a rosy glow the tall spikes look like gilded spires and lacy minarets. Behind the gold a few late roses bloom and up the pathway there are rosy pink oleander trees of which Gloria Rawlinson, the little New Zealand poet, says: “ For years there were but slender leaves upon the tree, And buds that tried to blossom all In vain— They withered, died and fell, but now I see This year the oleander blooms again.*’ Up further there is a pepper tree with Its drooping, graceful, frond-llke leaves and autumn bright zinnias and orange marigolds like little saucers riot together In vivid gaiety. In the thick green rooms of a Japanese oak tree you can hear the birds having choir praotioe and twittering away to each other between wild ohants of praise, and even further up again there is a row of soarlet geraniums blooming side by side with scarlet carnations brimming over with warm sweetness, and bright African daisies. From theimagnolia tree, with Its great creamy cups of fragran.ee, waft heavy waves of perfume, and In a damp quiet little retreat the shy little hydrangeas hold their soft bluey heads, and blue and white spikes of agapanthus bloom. And there Is all this beauty In only one garden Peter knows. What wonder there must be In the whole wide world. Do not neglect your gardens little people, for even If you grow only one flower you are bringing some pleasure into the world and seeing another miraole when the little bud bursts Into blossom. Are you all having picnics and blaokberry hunts these gay days? The twins are scratches from head to foot, and even then they got the billy only half full. Love to you one and all and huge blackberry pies from your £»«*.