THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE FOR YOUNG READERS ONLY

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 2, Issue 161, 17 May 1940, Page 3

THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE FOR YOUNG READERS ONLY

What ho, what ho, ma hearties. London is enjoying beautiful wca ther. It is early summer over her.: and, it is quite funny to think thai over in Whakatane our folk will just about be starting their winter, Well boys, and girls, I was speaking to an old lady I knew very well many years ago, and she says that there is one place which all visitors must visit in the spring, while they are in London, and that is Kensington Gardens. Now I want you to come along with me right away, anil we will walk there from our fine hotel. Keep with me. and don't worry about all the traffic. Hullo, (here goes a fine band in it's uniforms. Let's stop and watch it. All the people are cheering and it seems that the men marching behind the band are soldiers who have been recently fighting in Norway. Let's cheer with the crowd. Hurrah. W r ell off Ave go. Now the entrance to the Kensington Gardens, is a huge iron gateway. Here Ave arc, and in we go. See all the beautiful jonquill and daffodil beds. If you come along with the guide he will tell you all about the stories connected with the places of interest. First of all we will visit the Peter Pan statue. Here it is, with Peter himself standing on the top and all the little fairies and gnomes peeping out on the sides of the base. Peter of course is playing his pipes, and looks just as we have always pictured him. A little further we can see Snow White's cottage and the old well in Avhich the dwarfs flung Grumpy in when he wouldn't wash himself. Here are more wonderful flowers, and trees from all parts of the world. Come over here, quickly, and have a look in these cages-—pheasants, guinea gowls and squirrels, all together. Let's continue our ramble in Kensington next week. Yours till then Peter the Whaler. OUR STORY THE RUNAWAY DOLLS There was once two dolls whose names were Lizette and Rose Marie, and they both disliked having their hair shampooed. Lizette objected to it most because all her feelings were stronger than Rose Marie's, but as I said they both disliked it verj' much. One day their small mistress, who knew nothing of their thoughts shampooed them and laid them on a towel outdoors in the sun to dry. "Do you feel nasty and wet, Rose Marie?" asked Lizette when they had lain quietly for a while, their faces pressed into the towel. "Yes, I do,'' said Rose Marie. "I don't know why we put up with it," exclaimed Lizette. "It's terrible," agreed Rose Marie. Lizette jumped to her feet. "Why don't we run away?" she cried, her eyes flashing. Rose Marie sat up and looked at her Avitli admiration. "Let's,'* she said, for she thought no one ever had such wonderful ideas as Lizette. No One Saw Them Go. So the two dolls ran away. No one them go except the birds and the grasshoppers. Down the road they ran, skipping wi'th excitement. The sky seemed very bright to them, the grass veiy green. Up till and down they Avent, Avhile the sun rose higher and higher in the sky and the air grew hotter and hotter. "I'm getting hungry, Lizette," said Rose Marie. "Do you think perhaps we ought to go home noAA r ." "Of course, not, Rose Marie," said Lizette. "When dolls run away they never go home, at least never until afternoon. We'll-just find harries and things, you know. I'm sure there's Jots if avc just look." But (he Avikl strawberries AA r ere long past and the raspberries and bramble-berries AA r ere still hard green buttons among the thorns, and the dolls could find nothing at all to eat. Lizette saAA r that Rose Marie Avas "trolly crying. "Come along." she raid, bravely '•.•iking ' her hand. "We'll find some-

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Soon the dolls came to the gate of a white house, and peeked in. UndeT an apple tree near the front door they saw a little girl playing with a doll's house. It was open in front, but otherwise it was just a real house, and beautifully furnished. While the dolls watched, a' lady came to the door of the big house and cried; "Luncheon is almost ready— there's just time to wash," and the little girl left her playing and went with her mother. No sooner was the door closed than the dolls dashed up the walk ancl began exploring the doll's house which was just the right size for them. They exclaimcd over all the things, the andirons in the fireplace and the birdcage hanging in the bed room window, but after running into all the rooms, they hurried back to the dining room. Then They Took a Nap. The doll's table was set with doll's dishes and doll's food. There was a whole chicken and a slice of Kam on platters, there was a lettuce and a plate of fruit and a cake with a slice cut out. "Ought we ?" whispered Rose Marie. "It's doll's food, and we're dolls, aren't we, Rose Marie?" asked Lizette, and that seemed to settle the matter. Of course only dolls could have eaten that kind of food, but how delicious it did taste to Lizette and Rose Marie! When they had finished, they put all the platters neatly away in the cupboard, and then took a very short nap on the doll's bed, since they didn't have a doll's house at home. "It's such a wonderful home, perhaps we might stay here anff Lizette," suggested Rose Marie. But Lizette thought not. Although she didn't like shampoos and had run away, she was very fond of her own little mistress and would not willingly have changed her for any other. ■ j "Come along, Rose Marie," she said, getting up. "It's time to be going. We've had a good lunch and we don't want to be caught." They left not a moment too soon for just then the little girl Avho owned the dolPs house ran out of the front door of her own big house. She never noticed two little figures scuttling down the drive, but soon enough she found what had happened to the doll's food. lr 'l wonder who took the chicken and the ham and the fruit off the platters and lost them," she thought for she never dreamed that real [lolls had come and eaten them, but ivhile she was wondering Lizette and Rose Marie, refreshed and res>;ekl, were skipping down the road. 'It's afternoon now, Lizette," said Rose Marie after a while. "Yes," said Lizette. "We'll take the next road and go home." . ' The Cross Road. But the next road they came to was marked "Cross Road" and it lived up to its name. "Will you take us home, Road," asked Lizette politely. But the road answered in a very disagreeable voice: "Indeed I won't and I'll thank rou for taking your silly little feet )ff me altogether." "Oh come along quick, Lizette," ] ;aid gentle Rose Marie. But the next road they came tej r ■vas marked "Good-natured Road" ind it led the two dolls gently home y >ver hill and valley to the red fa'pa vhere they lived. Their little mis,ress T s mother found them in the* ate afternoon standing on the stone loorstep with their noses pressed igainst the screen. "So that's where Susan left them" die said stooping down to pick up the dolls. She was afraid she lia-l, lost them. And she never suspected where Lizette and Rose Marie had been all day. In Fact, no one ever does suspect what dolls have been doing when people can't .find tie n. But I have been add that T,iz?ttc and gentle Mark-; are n:il; the only 'lolls who have run away. |

NEXT WEEK'S COMPETITION THE DISTANCE TO WHITE ISLAND Now lads and lassies,, you are all so sea-going now that I'm going to> give you another distance competition. What is the correct distance to White Island.' You have all seen it smoking away out at sea, but its mighty difficult to guess the distance. Send in your answers to mc and the three correct, or nearest the correct distance will receive freepicture tickets with my best compliments. Cheerio till next week. Peter the Whaler. FOR OTHERS TRUE STORY FROM AMERICA Thelma Esther, 11 years old and grateful for help given her and father, has given her two dolls for needy children this Christinas. Her father, a cook, was unemployed in Seattle; but there was a jobopen for him in Eureka, California,, a distance of 650 miles. In Portland, their car brake down. And, unable to pay for repairs, they set out to hitch-hike the remaining 500 miles.- One night on the tripfr they were given a room and breakfast the following morning, donated by the Red Cross chapter of Josephine County. No money was required for this hospitality, but Thelma felt she could do something for someone else that would in a measure repay the kindness extended them. Her possessions were two little dolls. These she gratefully turned over to the Red Cross and requested they be given to poor little girls who would 7 not have any dolls this Christmas, LAST WEEK'S COMPETITION THE DISTANCE TO WHALE ISLAND Ho, Ho, Ho! Thumbs up for old Peter. Not one right answer and T stepped it out myself before leaving' on the Goodwill Cruise. Well, my lads the correct answer is—"the distance from the Whalcatane Heads to Whale Island is 5% miles." Here are the answers I received- — Midshipman Charlie Armer 5 miles Midshipmaid Patricia Sims 5% Midshipmaid Maureen Wardlaw 5% Stewardess Sylvia Sims 5% Stewardess June Hamill 5% Midshipmaid Janette McLeod 6 Midshipman Phillip Moore 7 Steward R. Law * 7 Midshipman K. Linsell 7 Midshipmaid Jocelyn Wilson 7 Laundress Diana Wilson 7 Chief Stoker D. Brockett 7 Linen Stewardess B. Wallace Stewardess Noelle McGougan 8 The free picture tickets go to the ones nearest and here they are: Nanette McLeod, Sylvia Sims and June Hamill. Two others guess 5% but they arrived after the two named. i'.T.W. LITTLE WHITE CLOUDLETS Where do the little White cloudlets go, When they have finished Their day in the sky— After they've romped With the meadows below, And played hide-and-seek With the barley and rye? Fhey take hold of hands. And in no time at all, By snuggling together And cuddling tight, rhey somehow get smaller And even more small— Till they're all tucked away In the pocket of night.