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

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 2, Issue 149, 19 April 1940, Page 7

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

PETER VHE WHALER . of WHALE ISLAND |

What ho, what ho ma Hearties. And how do you like Iceland. We'Ve been here two days now having land ed last Wednesday evening. The people are most hospitable and feel more secure now that the British fleet is protecting their coast. T saiw that many of you had made friends with the flaxen-haired children and that you went into their homes and met their mothers and fathers. That is. how I like my crew to behave. You can't beat makingfriends —for it gives pleasure to you and to them, I must have the old vessel well overhauled before we sail, for good old England. We will go to London, first of all as all New Zealanders like to see the famous sights. Of course we want to be spick and span, for as we sail up the Thames we will pass many naval ships and I want to impress their I commanders with our smartness, even though we do come from the other side of the world. Well, lads and lassies I -will give you all another day in this lovely island and you can go and visit the gesser field and see the boiling pools which remind me so much of Rotorua. Re* member —all back on board by Saturday evening and off Ave sail for Merrie England. Till next week, I wish you all sorts of good luck and adventure. Your old friend, Peter the Whaler.

OUR STORY GRAJNTDMA'S picket-guard Grandma was very ill. The doctor said she must be kept quiet,, and everybody went about on tiptoe and spoke in low tones. Leonard looked verjr sad. He crept softly into the darkened room and laid some flowers on grandma's pillow; but she was too ill to look at them. Soon after he heard his mother say to Kate, the cook: "We must keep the door-bell from ringing, if possible." "I can do something for grandma," thought the little boy. So he sat on the front step, ands soon a woman with a book in her hand came to the door. "Grandma is very ill/' said Leonard. "Nobody must ring the bell."' The woman smiled, but went away. Soon a man with a satchel came. "Grandma is ill, and Mummie doesn't want anything at a 11,," said the boy. All day long people came. It seemed to Leonard that almost every body had something to sell; but he kept guard, and the bell was silent. Kate came to call him to lunch, but he w'ould not leave his post. "Just bring me a sandwich or some thing, and I'll eat it here," he said. At last the doctor came again. When he came back he smiled down upon Leonard and said: "Well, little picket-guard, your grandma is going to get well, and you have helped to bring about that happy result. You will make a good soldier." Then his mother came out and took him in her arms and him. "I'm quite proud of my brave, unselfish little son,'* she said. "Now come and have some dinner, and then you may go and see grandma for a moment. She has been asking for you.'* When Leonard went in on tiptoe his grandma thanked him with a kiss, and he was a very happy little boy that night.

LAST WEEK'S COMPETITION FUNNY INCIDENTS Here are the three winners to last week's competition for l'unny stories. I Charlie Armer. A. funny thing happened to me once when my sister and brother put me in the molasses barrel. They first put their fingers in and got so dirty and messed up that they thought they should put me in. They did—head first too and Mum had to come and pull me out. Joan Scott: My brother fell into the river during the summer holidays, and when Dad pulled him out lie would not keep still but ran round holding his stomach. Wc thought he had a pain till mother found a big eel in his shirt. Keith Linsell. A man was wandering about a store, semingly at a loose end. An attendant asked: "Can I show you something in men's cloth ing, sir?" "No," said the man. "I'm looking for something in women's clothes. I've lost my wife." Congratulations, your free tickets; await you. P.T.W. A LIMERICK There once was a young man of Filey Who drove about in an old Riley; When he went down the Brigg, It jumped like a pig But he got there at last, safe and smiley! TREES The birch tree wears satin That shimmers and shines; But locked up in armour Are the sturdier pines. The poplars wear music Like bells in their hair; The balsams shed fragrance Of spice on the air. The apple in spring time Is gayest of all; From her branches the petals Like ivory fall. The dogwood is shyest; In shadow she stands With yellow and coral In delicate hands, RIDDLE POT What land does a pussy-cat like best?— Lapland. When is a cup like a cat?— When you tea's in it (teasing it). When is a sailor like a piece of wood?— When he is a-board. Why is it useless to feed a horse? —Because he cannot eat a bit. Why is the letter U like a bacl boy?— Because it is always in trouble What tables are good to eat?— Vegetables. What ships are never welcome?—• Hardships. What is the greatest rope in the world?—Eu-rope. THIS WEEK'S COMPETITION Here we see the market basket full of lovely fruit and other supplies. See how nicely you can fill it all in with colours and send the finished picture into me. The three best will receive free picture tickets with my best compliments. P.T.W,