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New Zealand Tablet, Volume LII, Issue 42, 4 November 1925, Page 37

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Dear Little People, Are you all very busy with your end of year work, and do you know that it will be CHRISTMAS before we know where we are ? Have you noticed how the days are so much longer now, and do you ever hear the birds singing their morning hymns in the early, early daylight ? They’re the ones to wake up in good time for breakfast, their mothers don’t have to call them ever so many times before they’ll start to sing! And- have you all noticed how beautiful the gardens are beginning to look ? There’s a little garden just outside my window, only such a tiny one, not much bigger than a. good-sized tablecloth, but there are ever so many bright flowers blooming in it. There’s a punga fern which fills up-an ugly corner, and roundabout its roots are many other beautiful ferns, as green and as strong as if they were in their own bush home. There are several clumps of white, pink, and yellow daisies, just very ordinary ones, but so , pretty and always covered in blooms. There are red, white, and pink geraniums, a little bush of helitrope,, two lavender plants, several Sweet Williams, standing up shiny and bright; a. pink rose, two rich red ones, and, if you please, a cheeky blue pea clambering all over another pink briar rose. These two are in flower together, and pretty they are, the blue, and the coppery pink. There’s mignonette too, so fragrant after a shower of rain, lots of snapdragons with little buds on them just ready to show what color they’re all going to be; pansies, carnations, lobelia, some bright red bulbs, forget what, they’re called, but they’re not tulips some big white arum lilies and a patch of blue forget-me-not. These flowers are in a border set about a tiny grass lawn, and from the door there is a red brick path, •which leads to a creeper-covered summer-house. The creeper is called mandevillea. volens, really quite a long name, but the flower is beautiful enough to, be worth the trouble of learning its name,. It is a white flower, something like jasmine but ever so much bigger and the scent is much stronger too than the 'jasmine’s. It has a- fine green leaf, and it grows very easily. I spend quite a lot of my time in the summer-house, and the canaries, close by, are beautiful whistlers. I f have no canary now, did I ever tell you that poor little “Paul” died? He was greedy, and I didn’t know that he was eating too much, so, between the two of us, he died, which was very sad, and we all missed his

happy song. Well, now, I wonder can you imagine at all what my garden is like and how much pleasure I get out of it? Can anyone tell poor “Anne” a sure and easy way to get rid of snails? Between now and the holidays, I want you to take an interest, a special interest, in gardens. If you have one yourselves, so much the better, but, if not, you must sort out someone else’s and take particular notice of it, as you go along, from day to day. We’re going to have a COMPETITION about Gardens, during the holidays, and I want it to be THE BEST Competition we've had. So, buck up, and don’t go along with your eyes shut, you never know what you may be missing. I’ll announce, early in December, just what we’re going to do for this new Competition, so, watch out. But, first of all, let’s see how we’re getting on with THE LADDER. WRITING COMPETITION This is in full swing now, and you needn’t be afraid I won’t have room on the ladders for you, because I will. Ours are Magic Ladders which stretch out to take as many Little People as want to climb on to them. They never slip, slide, or break, and they’re lovely sky blue, with silver rungs. At the top of each there is a hammock, made of strong cobweb and morning dew, and, as these magic hammocks don’t ever tip upside down, all the Little People can scramble info them, at the end of each week, and watch from there, the next week’s ladder getting judged. When you think of the miserable wet spring we’ve had, not able to go out even once in the “Daydream,” I think it will be rather wonderful to find -ourselves up in the clouds once again. Hurry on then, get your Ladder Letters written, enclose your penny stamp, and get the letters away to me, or you’ll miss the chance, as sure as my name's “Anne.” My word, when I was a little , I would have been up to the top of those Ladders mighty quick, if it was only to satisfy my curiosity. And all of you must be a good deal like I was, or, indeed we wouldn’t think so much of one another now, would we? Go for it then, and see what we can do. Remember, the prize is to be given for the host and neatest 'writing, according to age and standard. As it is really a WRITING prize, the letters must not be too long. Later we’ll have something to say about the BEST LETTERS. That will be another time . During October several new members join-

eel the L.P.L.C., sent, for their badges and had their names put in the Birthday Book. Here is the list, add these names to those you have already: Eva Casey, Edendale: Jack Howard, Shield Street, Reefton; Raymond Wilkins, Gladstone Street, Mosgiel; Molly Grimes, 14. Walker Street, .Christchurch; Eileen' Burke, P. 0., Waituna, Southland; Monica McLaughlan, Edendale; Jean Camilla Straka, Tahekeroa, Kaipara Line; Kathleen, Rea, Domett Street, Westport; Eileen and Molly Beard, 29 Chambers Street, N.E. Valley, Dunedin; Catherine Yenning, 65. Gain Street, Timaru; Roddy O’Connor, Appleby, ' Nelson; Neva Swann and Nora Swann-, “The Highlands” P. 0., Aotear; Nellie Cameron, Nokomai. I hope you’re writing regularly to'your Letter Friends, although I quite expect that some of you will be very busy now with all the extra work which the year-end brings. Of course, no one must neglect work for„ Letters, but, with a little trying and goodwill, it is possible sometimes, to achieve wonders. Plan out your time carefully and see what a lot you can get done without being a nuisance to others and without being overworked yourselves. If you make friends, do not lose them for want of a little thought. ADDRESSES. Looking through my Birthday Book I find a lot of names, some without addresses, of Little People who have not joined our Club. I wonder if every Little Person who wrote to me, and whose name is not in our big L.P.L.C. list, will be good enough to write again. Be sure to give your full name and addresses, your birthdays and age. Also, the Little People who wrote to me from different Convent Schools, and who gave no other addresses, will they write again telling me where they live, and will they join our Letter Club ? It is always nice for everybody if your letters are sent to your home addresses, and, also, only Club Members will be given addresses of Letter Friends. It is much more orderly this way. RIDDLE BIN Before we read and answer our letters I’ll give you the answers to our riddles: 1. What letters of the Alphabet would frighten away any burglar— (Sent in by Maura Fitzgibbon). \ 2. When is a train not a train ? it is due (dew). (Sent in by Sheelah Fitzgibbon). -A

„ Answers for the following another time: -l. What is -it that goes on for ever add never stops? - BETTERS FROM NEW MEMBERS. ■ / NEVA SWANN, “The Highlands,” Aotea, P. 0., writes sending along stamps;for badges for herself and Nora. Neva has four sisters —Mary, Nora, Sally, and Joan.;, three -brothers Tom, John and Barney. She has a birthday on 27th October. Wants a Letter Friend, and names for two calves. (Welcome Neva and Nora too, what about all the others joining up and making a real family party of it? You’ve got a birthday mate waiting for you Neva, her name is Brunetta Smith, Port Albert, and she’s same age as yon. I think “Poppy” would be a good name for the red and white calf, and “Astra” for the white one. Hope you’ll like your badges. —Anne.) P.S. Send in the answer to the riddle, will you dear? NELLIE CAMERON, Glenfalloch Station, Nokomai, Southland, now sends for her badge and wants a Letter Friend about her own age. Nellie’s birthday is on 18th December, she has three rabbits for which she wants names, and is watching four birds’ nests without disturbing the eggs. (Glad you sent for your badge so quickly Nellie. You’ve no Birthday Mate, but will you and Nellie Healey be friends? Nellie’s address is 3 Short Street, Palmerston North, Her birthday is just a fortnight before your own, and she’s about your age. See now if you can he friends by your birthdays. Suppose you .call your rabbits “Tiny,” “Puck,” and • “Noggy.” Anne.) .RODDY O’CONNOR, Appleby, Nelson, ■ wrote two years ago and now he has joined up with a fine new badge. Roddy looks after the ducks, five young Muscovy ones/ and a good many other ducks, and he shuts them up at night besides feeding them and gathering in the eggs. They are milking 50 cows with machines. Roddy and his brother collect stamps, Roddy has 225 and brother has 730. (Hullo , Roddy old man, where have you been all this long time? We’re glad to welcome you to the L.P.L.O. -and hope you’ll make some good friends. When is your birthday, are yon going to try in the Ladder Writing? Hope the ducks are a great success.— And we have letters from old Members, amongst them is one which tells us of someone we must remember during the month of the Holy Souls. ANNA McMILLAN, SO Young-Street, New Plymouth, writes thanking us for her Badge which arrived while she was away in Wanganui where her mother was very ill. Anna’s mother is now dead and we* must be sure to pray for her soul. It would be 'Very sweet and kind if some of the Members would write a letter to Anna, who, with her sister, is now living with her Auntie in New Plymouth. (So sorry dear little Anna that your mother has been taken from yon, but she will , get the reward of her great sufferings. And you and your sister must be good to your Auntie, to your Daddy, and to your four big brothers, when you see them.—Anne.) CATHLEEN LARNER, “Avoca,” Wynd-

ham, writes telling. us. that she liked Mrs. Quinn’s suggestion, especially the invitation to fly over to her place in the “Daydream.” Oathleen sends a penny for the ;Orphan Fluid. (Glad to hear from you again Cathleen,, thank you for. penny. I hope you’ll be trying in the Ladder Competition. MONICA KILKELLY, 39 Martin Square, Wellington, liked her Badge and showed it to - her schoolmates. Monica sends a penny for the Treasure Box, is writing to Patricia Walsh, Pahiatua, and wants a Birthday Mate. (Glad you like your Badge Monica, and you’ll be pleased to know you have two Birthday Mates Eileen Sheehan, Happy Valley, 1’.0., Te Tua, Southland, who is exactly the same age; and Mattie Nevin, Westport,Anne.) * STORY CORNER. Suppose we- have a little story now. Do you all know what a WEASEL is? If not, please ask the nearest Grown-Up, or the story will not be half as interesting. THE WIGGLY WEASEL. There was once a wiggly weasel who lived in a wiggly hole with a wiggly wife. .Now, one wiggly morning, the wiggly wife said to the wiggly weasel “I want some wiggly walnuts.” “Why?” ’ ' “To make some wiggly shoes to put on my wiggly feet, to keep my wiggly toes dry.” So the wiggly weasel came out of his wiggly hole and went across to a wiggly walnut tree. “Give me some of your wiggly walnuts,” he said, “Why?” • •*•••• “My wiggly wife wants some- wiggly walnuts to make wiggly, shoes to put on her wiggly feet to keep her wiggly toes dry.” Then - the ' wiggly walnut-tree answered, “Oh, but I only . give wiggly nuts away on a wiggly Wednesday.” ’ . - ' “When will it be wiggly Wednesday?” “I don’t know.” So the wiggly weasel went to the wiggly water and said, “Oh wiggly water, tell me when will it be wiggly Wednesday?” And the wiggly water answered, “Wiggly Wednesday is the wiggly day after wiggly Tuesday.” “When will it be wiggly Tuesday?” “I don’t know.” Then the wiggly weasel went to the wiggly wind, and said, ‘ Oh, wiggly wind, tell me, when will it be wiggly Tuesday?’ And the wiggly wind answered, ‘ Wiggly Tuesday is the wiggly day after wiggly Monday.” “When will it be Monday?” " “I don't know.”' Then the wiggly weasel went to the wiggly weeping willow Tree, and he said, “Oh, wiggly weeping, .willow, tell me when it will be wiggly Monday?” And the weeping willow answered, “Wiggly Monday is the wiggly day after wiggly Sunday I” 7 ' 7 “When will it be wiggly Sunday “Wiggly Sunday is the wiggly 7 beginning -of, the wiggly week.” Then the wiggly; weasel rubbed his wiggly back . against the wiggly weeping willow, and

he said, “Oh! wiggly weeping willow, tell - me, when it is the wiggly beginning of the wiggly week?” ■ --7 . /f/ . But .the wiggly weeping willow answered,'A “don’t know.” ■* Then the wiggly weasel crept back sadlyV to his wiggly hole. “Have you got my wiggly walnuts?” said a; his wiggly wife. “No.” ' .•' v “Why have you not got my wiggly wal-: nuts?” ' - ' “The wiggly walnut tree only gives wig-' gly walnuts away on a wiggly Wednesday.” “When will it be wiggly Wednesday?” “I don’t know. Wiggly water does not know'. Wiggly wind does not know. Wiggly weeping willow does not know. Nobody knows.” " . Then the wiggly wife was angry. -“Oh, wiggly weasel, where is your wiggly. sense? I am tired of being the wiggly wife of a wiggly weasel like you. . You have no more wiggly wisdom than a wiggly worm. 1 will go to the wiggly walnut-tree myself,7 and get some wiggly walnuts to make some., wiggly shoes to put on my wiggly feet’ to keep my wiggly toes dry.” - “You won’t get any.” ■ ' “I know I will,” , “So the wiggly wife crept out of the wiggly hole, and went to the wiggly walnuttree, and said, “Oh, wiggly walnut, praygive me some of your wiggly walnuts.” ' “Why?” “I want to make some wiggly shoes to put on my wiggly feet to keep my wiggly toes dry.” “I only give wiggly walnuts away on wiggly Wednesday.” “Yes, I know. That is why I have come to-day.” Then the wiggly walnut-tree thought it must be wiggly Wednesday, so he shook his wiggly branches, and threw down some wiggly walnuts. The wiggly wife picked them up, and made some wiggly shoes, and put them on her wiggly feet, and kept her wdggly toes dry. Then she went home. “Did you get some wiggly -walnuts?” y “Yes, of course I did.” xi “How did you find out when wiggly" Wednesday is?” ' :jM “I didnt. There are more wiggly, ways than one of getting what you wiggly welT" want.” 7 . “Yes, so it seems,” said the wiggly we°77 sel.” ' : - ••’7 Goodnight now, dearest of Little People,, and remember, there are more ways than one of . doing a thing, if you w r ant very much to do it. —Anne. „ lit