THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE FOR YOUNG READERS ONLY Aboard for the Goodwill Cruise

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 1, Issue 51, 18 August 1939, Page 8

THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE FOR YOUNG READERS ONLY Aboard for the Goodwill Cruise

Heave to, ma hearties and stand by while I call the'roll. I have everything ship shape now and we're off to the tropic island of Fiji next week. Here is the list of mv doughty crew. Stand to attention there and pull your forelock when I call j-our name. Engineer Souter Ilaynes, Don RoGerald Gartshore, Ji:n Keir, Ivan Meyer, Ronald Snelling. Laundress Diana Wilson. Petty Officer M. Ramson, Leslie Stewart. Chief Stoker Desmond White, Des mond Brockett. Sail Trimmer Keith Hyland. Third Mate Thomas Maxwell. Steward Peter Souther, Malcolm Kelvin Hatcher Russell Law. Stewardess Colleen Kelly, Valerie Woods, Dorothy Barton, Pamela Gartshore, Jean Howat < Pauline Stew Noel in,e White, Jewell Scott, Nanette Raymond, Sylvia Sims Elaine Clark, Zoe Davies, Beverley Armstrong, Manna Nganamu. Midshipmen Francis Southey, Wal_ lace Luxton W. Wallace, George Ramson, Dick Liltlejohn, Billie Rivett, Coleman Haynes, Phillip Moore, Keith Linsell John, Taylor. Deck Hand Allan Luxton. Midshipmaids Rcwena Woods, Ann Littlejohn. Jean Gray, Nellie Stewart? Gabriellc Sutcliffe, Gay Burt ? Cecily l Sullivan, Jocelvn Wilson, Maureen Wardlaw, Margaret Grant May Hanham, Jeanette McLcod Pat. ricia Sims, Colecn Miles.

OUR STORY NIPPY FOLLOWS HIS NOSE I "Pat, pat, pet!'' wont Nippy's feet J a.s he followed his master, Billy, up the street. It was eariv morning. The dew still shone on the grass. The wet on the fallen leaves looked like silver in the sun. Tlv's was Saturday. The first Saturday since school had begun. Billy was on his way to Dan's hou?.'\ There was to lie a ball game on the empty lot next door to Dan's house. So it was no wonder at all that Nippy's ears stood up in two little, Avide-awake points and his tail wagged in a 100 king-forward way. pat pat!'-' Soon B'lly was swinging through the gate in front of Dan's house. ''Whee-e-e!'* Billy's whistle sounded across the garden. But when his little friend Dan, came to the door his face was troubled. "Fluff is lost!" said Dan. "I cannot find her anywhere." Fluff was Dan's little yellow kitten . ''I'll help you look for her,'' said Billy. Now, Nippy did not quite know what it was all about, but he went into the house behind the two boys. AVhen .thev began to pull ' lit chairs and look under the beds, Xippy knew something was "wrong. Perhaps it was the ball they were looking for. ''Sniff, sniff!'' Nippy began to run his little black nose along th> floor to help too. He ran into the corners. He peeked behind the doors. "Pat. pat, pat." His busv little feet took him into Dan's room. ''Sniff! Sniff!" Where should he look now? Just then Nippy h.aH a no'se. His ears went up into little points again. ".Meow! Meow!'' Such a very soft, faraway cry, but still a "Meow.'" Xippy quite forgot that he wa; looking for something tiie boys had lost. He followed his little black nose all about the room until he came to Dan's toy boy under the v.'sir!o\v. ''Sniff! Sniff! ■" He ran his nose along the edge. "Meow! Meow!" There was im-.-sy-'""l sji• 11 ;is s;nv ris anvthing. Nipov ' v;l s sure I!x> toy box had something 'o do with it. "Bavk! Bai h- crk\l and - te. • •• ! U;v,'D m>' 5 room.

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''Bark! Bark! Gome with me!'' At last Billy and .Dan followed him. Nippy ran to the toy box under the window and smiled again. "Bark! Bark!'' he said, when he could smell pussycat again, ''Open the box. Open the box!'' ''He's barking at the said Billy. "Do_ you —?" Billy never asked the rest of his question. As he lifted the lid a soft ''Meow"' came from the crack. "Fluff!'' cried Dan as he opened the box wide. Out popped a ball of yellow. At sight of Nippy: it made a jump for the door. Dan and Billy laughed. "She was with me when I came to get my ball this morning. She must have jumped in when I wasn't looking,'' Dan said. Dan turned to Nippy. ''Thank voii t Nippy." he said. ''You are a good dog. Now we can go and play ball." Nippy liked the way Dan patted his head. "Bark! Bark!" Nippy just had to say something with his voice. ''I always did think my nose was better.than my eyes." NippyV tail just could not wag fast enough from side to side. So he dagged it in circles as lie followed Billy and Dan out to the ball field.

NEXT WEEK'S COMPETITION Once there was a piggy, Squork! Squork! Squork! Who went to the. butchers, Pork' Pork! Pork! - * Who made him into bacon, „ Plate! Plate! Plate! And put him on the table^ Just three words, fill them in and see if you can win a free picture ticket next with P.T.W. complu ments.

LAST WEEK'S COMPETITION JUMBLED FISHES IWAKAHA. RSIICPAPEN UFODUELN IWTEH TBI.A. . GNITSI YIIA LTLUME AUNT AHKUPA IvASRH . FKIHGINS GIHREUN So many sailors in this competition it's no wonder thev all got it right Well/well, I have just had a sitting trying to Judge who -hall get the free picture tickets and have at last decided. I lind that '"Sting, ray" the modern pronouncyation of tiie name, has been a stumbling block with most of you. The old word according to mv dictionary was "Stingi-Ray'' so either way is correct. though most people call it simply Sting.ray. Here are the winners . JOHN TAYLOR AXX LITTLE,IOHN KELYIX HATCHER BILL WALLACE MAUREEX WAIIDLAW DIAXA WILSON. Congratulations your free picture tickets await you at the B acort. Others who sup'd'e;! the corre.t answers weu>: Beverley Armstrong, Iv< ith Linsrl!. Jcn 'tte McF.eol, May fI a nh;cn, Lit Tom Max. dec : lv Sull'Van, Jewell Scott, Cowman Hnvres, Sylvia Sims, Soutc'.* i lay ues, Jncelvn Wilson, Patricia •Si>v>s. P. dl. Emily Stewai t I decHcd ill's week to g:ve mark; for neatness and good writing—so watch v'mt- wcrk anl entering i rn>rr:>rt;t 'n-i 4 !> r.t good v: *• ; !..v ]-■ ]■> v w to w"n a • ;;ict.:re ticket. P.T.W.

JOKE CORNER Sent in by Midshipmaid Jocelyn "" Wilson,. Tcacher glared at his class of pupils "Gomeoorn r Billy Blags, Who snap-i Ped my cane in half?" Billy's face; reddened. ''Well, sir,'* he stuttered, *'I did it but °nly because you told us the other day that it pained j r ou to cane us, so I thought I would stop you go» ing through more agony." « * m m "I went for my slide after all,. motlieF,"'' smiljed coming: home late one dinner time frorai school. ''So you disobeyed my orders," rasped his mother, rolling up her sleeves. '''Well, not exactly," grinned Bobby. "I went to get a slide for my magic lantern.'' * # $ A MISTAKE Sent in by Beverley Armstrong Diner: "Hi, waiter there's a caterpillar in my dinner!'' Waiter: ''Pardon me, sir, that's the sausage."

MY FLOWER GARDEN I have a little garden fair, With lots of flowers growing there!. And butterflies are everywhere, While songs of birdies fill the :»u\! I water them morning and night, I've a violet blue and a daisy white, I always do to them what is right For if I don't then die they might;

MY MAIL BOX Dear Peter the Whaler, I wish to become a member of the ; Good Endeavour League. I enclose in stamps and I am only 13 old. I am enclosing the "n-. swers for this week's competition. Josephine Ball. Step aboard mv beauty, you are iust in time for the trip to the Fiji Islands where they grow pine ripples and sell coral. Your certificate leaves to.day. All good wishes P.T. W ' Dear Peter the "WJhaler^ As I am go'ng to Auckland in thc> holidays I will not be able to enter* for the competitions. We arc. having a iT«'ancy Dress Ball on the 17th in aid of the school dental clinic funds, and I am going as a girl. My sister is going-as a poppy. I havestill got a picture ticket left, but it will have to wait until I get back.; from Auckland. Midship-maid' Jocelvn Wilson.-. So you are off to Auckland fotvour holidays. What a lucky ship--mate! Well have a good time my lass mvml let's hone you will spare a let--ter to Peter when you return, telling him about your doings in, the • gay city. All the best P.T.W. Thanks lo Midshipman 811 Wallace for the jumbled competition. I" nm holding it in cold storage and;': will print it later on. P.T.W.