THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE FOR YOUNG READERS ONLY

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 1, Issue 71, 6 October 1939, Page 2

THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE FOR YOUNG READERS ONLY

|j for fhe Goodwill Cruise 8 PETER THE WHALER |J) Of WHALE ISLAND

What ho, thrie ma henrt'cs. H.tc wo arc attain alter a week of h;i(Voting aei'oss the wide Pacllie. Wo 11 and how did you like it thought, least half of you would be down with sea 'sickness but; ne'ery a bit of it. 1 can safely say th:u you arc all first class seamen, even old Butiivsky Ho o5 couise is a real .sengoat. having been born and bivd on Whale Island . Just ahead of us ma hearties, lies the crowded Island of the largest in the group known as the Dutch Indies, Java, as you probably know has the densest population of any place in the world. Yet it is a very beautiful and colourful country and has lots of parks, shady rivers, and lovely mountain scenery. Every inch of the rich land is cultivated and rice, sago, coffee, and ."mils are grown in tremendous quan tities. Sec that little native lsvlv—aren't you surprised that she smokes such a huge cigar. She calles it a cheroot, and the little baby boy on her back is carried in much the same way as the Maoris carry their bovs and girls. The Javanese arc small, agile people bright and happy, and they m ;fk e excellent tradesmen and farmers. Under the wise rule of the Dutch government they are prosperous and contented. When you take a ramble through the town to-night you -will see the wonderful things they can make in the native bazaar. I think we'll stay in this port for a week. What do yon say! Okay! Very well then let the anchor go, and get ready for a really enjoyable stay. Yours till next Friday. the Whaler.

p ird when the babies were being fed bv their lady friend, Jacko woul:l watch with a cocked eve, looking down the little throats and pulling out anything she thought was too much for a baby. Humans, you see, sometimes overfeed baby b'rds because they cannot resist their open mouths but Jacko did not intend to have her little charges spoiled by too much kindness.

BUTTERCUP GOLD

OUR STORY j i JACKO AXD MUFFIN Jacko and Muffin were two jackdaws who were found in a drain pipe when they were very, very small, and because Jacko had a damaged wing they came to live in a little home of their own where they were looked after by a kind lady. Jacko was given this name by misbecause she was really a lady, and would have preferred to be called Betsy, or something like that. But Jacko it was, so Jacko it had to be.. Well, after a bit the two birds* who were devoted to each other, thought they would like to try to build a nest, so they were given lots and lots of twigs. You see Jacko couldn't fly very well yet, and so she was not able to hunt for building material like other birds, Thcv were very particular about these twigs, and would not use them until they had tested each in turn to see if it was strong, knocking them on the and throwing away any that broke. They were also given, some moss, but before they put it in the nest they carefully inspected it, spreading it out and drying it in the sun.

Aster, a time Muffin seemed to grow tired of the nest and decided to see what was going on far away beyond "the garden and fields. And so he left the little home. But Jacko had to remain behind because her wing was still not strong enough to carry her. She must have thought a lot about Muft in, and wondered what he was doing and where he had gone to.

Then one day, about a year after, what (lo you think happened? Muffin flew in at the window of the little home and said he had come back! Jacko was delighted to see him, and made a great noise because it was

such a surprise.

Soon after this a neighbour brought some deserted fledglings to the Jackdaw home, and Jacko and Muffin were given these adopted children to look a'fitcr, They were very excited. The fledglings were put into a little bed of cotton wool and blanket to keep them warm. Jacko watched this going on through a little hole in the :ind evidently didn't approve for. as soon as she got the opportunity, she looked at the blanket with her sharp eye, picked at it with her beak } and then threw it awa}'. as much as to say, "We will have no coddling here.''

JUNIOR COMPETITION

Sh? and Muffin brought up the fledglings with as much care as if they had been their own children.

jncko and Muffin were always very happy in their orchard home, and you will be glad to hear that Muffin never flew away from Jacko again.

I'm walking on buttercups With gold upon my toes, And gold upon my petticoat And gold upon my nose; And every little buttercup Has got a powder puff And each of them is sprinkled With the bright gold stuff. I smelled a little buttercup. And oh, what do you think It dabbed my nose with powder (It didn't like it pink) . i I ran among the buttercups Across the field and back, They shone my shoes with yellow (Thev didn't like them black). I rolled among the buttercups Because I felt I must, They sprinkled me all over With their bright & shining dust. I've gold upon my pett : coat And gold on either sock, And don't you think its kind of them To brighten up my frock.

FROM MY STORE ROOM What is the difference between an oak tree and a tight boot? One gives acorns r-n:! the other give you corns. What is it that works when it plavs, and plays when it works? A 1 fountain. What is that which is lighter than a 'feather and yet you cannot hold? - Your breath. Why is a horse a curious feeder? Because it best when it hasn't a bit in its mouth. When should a lunatic be kept in the garden?— When he's a little dazey (daisy). What trade is the sun? -\ tanner Spell "blind pig" in two letters?— PG, a pig without an I. When is soup likely to run out of the saucepan?— When, there is a leak in it. THE REWARD OF KINDLINESS An elderly man who. to giin a livelihood, has taken to delivering fresh eggs each week is always very kind to children. A group of youngsters who plav where he parks his car like to loon and unlock h'R car, and play round it. He 's pr.tient tnd loving with them, athough they take much of his time.

A few weeks ago little Jean, one of the children, asked him to leave eggs at her house. He paid no attention to what he thought was childish prattle, "but the next week Jean asked him why he had not called at her house. So he did on her mother, who told him that Jean had talked so much about him and his eggs that she had decided to takei eggs from him regularly. The next week, Robbie said that Jean had been telling him how good the eggs were, so he had persuaded his mother to take them. And so it went, a little ch Id leading and others following, all _ because of! the patience and kindliness? which a needy man had expressed,,

Sir Archibald Wheeze Gave a terrible sneeze And immediately aflter said "Blow it!'» But what said then You must guess it, my friends? For I, Whaler Peter don't know it. Frances Southey "For I am a wheezer and know it."' Only one winner this "Week and that is the above. Your free picture ticket awaits you. P.T<W,