THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE FOR YOUNG READERS ONLY

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 2, Issue 155, 3 May 1940, Page 3

THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE FOR YOUNG READERS ONLY

Ahoy there, ma Hearties. Here we are in good old England at last. Aren't you all thrilled to be actually walking and talking in the greatest city in the world. Yes here w'o are in London. Yesterday we sailed up pa.sl the Houses of Parliament and after finding you all suitable lodgings at Lincoln's Tnn, I ain now arranging for a special sightseeing trip round the historic part of the town. What a lot of soldiers there appear to be in London just now. I saw my second-mate and the laundress talking to a kiltie, and I understand lie has promised to take them over the Tower next week. Well lads and lassies 1 will try and work that in with our trip. There is so much to see in London that I expect we had better stay for at least two weeks. To-morrow we will see the changing ol the Guard at 'Buckingham Palace, where avc might even get a glimpse of His Majesty the King. All the Midshipmaids want to sec the to talk if possible to the little Princesses. Well I've just seen the Prime Minister, Mr Chamberlain, and he is going to do his best for us. I am sure when Princess Elizabeth and Princess Margaret Rose learn who we are and from where we came, that they will be only too glad to see us and have a chat. Well boys and girls, after tea this evening,. I have a pleasant surprise for you. I want you to get dressed in your smartest uniforms and march with Butinski and I to Covent Garden Theatre* where they are going to produce a special programme in our honour. Be on your best behaviour and let the Londoners sec how the young people of Whakatane can conduct themselves. We have so much to do, that every day will be fi I led. I don't want any one of the crew to stray far from me in the streets, for tlic truffle is so dense that its easy to get lost. Keep an eye on me and listen for my whistle in the 'Black-outs.' To-morrow morning avc visit Madam Toussads famous wax-works slioav. Yours till next Aveck. Peter the Whaler.

OUR STORY "COMMUNITY JACK" "Community Jack" earned his sobriquet and the title of the world h first community-owned dog in a strange way. He was orphaned a few weeks ago when his mistress died. He was still staring, uncomprehending, at the doors of the residence which would no longer open at his bark, when the children of the neighbourhood whom he had been faithfully j following to the local school for | years, got busy. Jack found not one home, but n dozen. From one to another he went, a few days at each one, as though unwilling to injure the feelings of any one of his young friends l)v staying in one place too long. Then came trouble, in the form of the City Humane Inspector. The 11 year old Airdale dog, he pointed out, bore no license and was not the property of any particular person. .lack hung his head as lie heard the inspector mention "pound." But again the adoring school children got busy, their pennies, nickels and dimes rolling into a hat for a license fee'. Then it was found that Jack was suffering from a fibroid tumour in his side. This time the parents ol the children came to the front, and an interested veterinarian, wishing to have a hand in the Airedales <ehabllitation, cut his fee to five dollars for the operation,, which was successful. Community Jack is "at home to visitors in just any one of the many homes in the vicinity of the school, his travels covering an area of a dozen blocks. TONGUE TWISTERS SAY THEM QUICKLY Two tends totally tired tried to trot to Tedbtry. Five frivolous fishermen fishing

Aboard for the Goodwill Cruise

PETER THE WHALER _ of WHALE ISLAND

NEXT WEEK'S COMPETITION Here is a novel competition which will test .voir.- local knowledge. What is the height of Mt Edgecumbe? When you have found out jot it down on a piece of paper and send it in to Old Peter the Whaler. The first three correct answers will receive l'ree picture tickets with my best compliments. WINTER Winter is a mighty king, He brings the frost and snow; It is always very, very cold, Wherever you may go. The squirrel and the koala boar* Have scuttled right away; Into their little hiding holes, Where rest in peace they may. King Winter then with icy blast, Blows off the lovely leaves; He rains and blows and thunders, And bare he leaves the trer-o. MY HOUSE I have a little play house, The roof is painted red; Inside are a table and some chairs, And a little dolly's bed. I've got some pretty little cups, With saucers and plates, too; And when I wash and dry them, They look as if they're new. I often play in my wee house, With it's lovely little rooms, I've a tinj' carpet sweeper, And a pair of dainty brooms. NO NUTS FOR THE G O M

We have all been eating nuts, and somebody eating them remembered that rather pathetic story of Mr Gladstone. He was Avalking with a nephew in Hawarden Park when they came upon a great walnut tree. "I've forgotten, Uncle William, whether you like walnuts," said the nephew; and the Grand Old" Man, looking up at the tree, said, "Edward. I have not eaten a walnut now for sixty-eight and a half years—nor, indeed, a nut of any kind." JOKE CORNER Customer: "How long will my sausage be? Waiter: "About four inches." « * ** " Tramp: Could you please give me twopence for my bed? ] Mean Man: Show me your bed first. #*- * ■ Man: What did you get your.certificate for, Willie? Boy: For politeness, you silly idiot! « * • * Gent: Spell needle. Boy: N-e-i-d-l-e. Gent: There is no "i" in needle. Boy: Well, sir, if there is no "i'' in needle where can you put the thread? „ • « * * "Willie," said the hostess at the party, "you appear to be in deep thought." "Yes'm/'' replied Willie. "Mum told me something to say if you should ask me to have some cake or ice cream or anything —and I've forgotten what it was!" • » » • The farmer had fallen into the well. Treading water vigorously, he shouted for his wife. "Hold on!'" she cried, "I'll call the men from the field!" "Wait a minute,'' he said. "What's the time?" "Then bi''e a wee. I'll swim roon' till their dinner-time."

LAST WEEK'S COMPETITION WHAT'S FATHER SAYING There was a good response to this competition, and the winners were: Charlie Armer, "Dash the petrol restrictions." Janette McLeod* "Why do they pick on me to do the shopping.' 1 Patsy Sims, "J 1' there's no room for the bacon, I'll drop the load." RIDDLE POT Which the tenderest part of a chicken? —The gravy. When is a fisherman a good cricketer? —When he makes a catch.' When does a stork stand on one leg?— When he lifts the other. Why does a cat sleep better JYi the summer than the winter?— Because it brings the catapiller. What should you keep after you' have given it to another?— Your word. Who was {he first man to around the world? —The man in the moon. Why is your car like a band of music? —Because it has a drum in it. What key is hardest to turn? —-Ai don-key. What tree clothes half the world? —The cotton tree. Why is hot bread like a caterpillar? —Because it's the grub that makes the butter fly. PUZZLE CORNER Twelve men were riding through' a wood and they came to a tree with twelve pears on it. Each man took one and there were eleven left. "Each man" was the man's name.What do Avise men live on? —The earth.