GRAPHIC COUSINS’ PRIZE COMPETITION.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXII, Issue XVIII, 6 May 1899, Page 624

GRAPHIC COUSINS’ PRIZE COMPETITION.

A prize of half a crown will be given for the most correct solution of the following children’s picture puzzle. Here is a story, where words are missed out, and replaced by little piei ures. The pictures tell you what the word should be. For instance, the burglar beerys: "Hark I hear a sound; I guess its time for me to ' Then comes a picture of a bolt. So the sentence is, ‘I guess its time for me to bolt.’

You may' get y r our parents to help you to do this, but you must write out the story in your own handwriting, and place your full name clearly at the bottom. You MUST also cut out and enclose the puzzle story itself, pasted on the paper on which you write. All the answers will be placed in a box till the competition closes, and then, if, when they are opened, more than one boy or girl has decided correctly, the prize will be given to the one whose letter was opened first. Here is the puzzle:

* M Hark’ T hear a sound: I *:uess it's time for me to xnrtrnp Well, F have about the plunder I can so I/4vill skip out before it is Every moment to my danger. This was a hard place to enter. A high wail seemed to d. all round. When I tried to the wall, I hurt my hand. I think I must have managed to with my • Before I go I think I’ll take a little from t his side- /„ — -y. Here is a c^Er— ■ ■ ■ -"SE: -ie ami s<nnes)s. Ila! some one is surely coining. I r~~ a shadow’ moving. It is quite f ] mn discovered. But the alarm didn’t Qft. Well, I must up and ©==<3 myself away from this tempting spread. I entered the bouse without much for-^= =p -y, but as a /T"”" I '." 1 ■■ _y there is awnm danger leaving than coming in. I will blow out this for my safety on getting away in the dark. Mv friend the housemaid gave me good adwhen she told me to at- T this cohl pie. She’s a nice girl, and so sentimental. I guess I’ll a © <d‘niy hair as a souvenir. I’ll s' it to this card, and sign my name, —yours truly, and now I’ll ——my way quietly out/’