THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE OR YOUNG READERS ONLY

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 4, Issue 112, 30 May 1941, Page 6

THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE OR YOUNG READERS ONLY

What ho, what ho, ma hearties. Here Ave are at long last. Safe and -sound off old Whakatane onca again, Wc have passed down the coast of North Auckland, after stewardess Janet was the first to make out the; Three Kings Islands off thq North Cape. Down past Auckland Ave sailed, only pausing to giA C three checrs for the Queen City as avcl crossed the waters of the Waitemata. Next wc voyaged. doAvn the Goromandel peninsula, and thein on to the Bay ct Plenty. I Avas very thrilled to see the Mount at Tauranga, and when Ave caught sight of Whale Island in the distance it took the First Mato all his strength to keep Buti nsky from jumping OA'erboard. Well lads and lassies, I think we can safely say that avc have had the most enjoyable cruise that ever any band of children had. Noav a\ t c are, going to disembark. Pack up all your belongings,, and the curios and presents you have brought home for mother and father. I see the Pipe Band waiting on thq wharf to meet us. Yes, as we come round the Heads, I can just make out Mr Barry Avith his Mlayoral chain, and all the Borough Councills, County Councillors and Chamber of Commerce men. What a Avclcome they are going to gi\ r e us. Well don't Ave it— we-Vc been just 45,000 milas in c\ 7 ery country on earth except Germany and Italy, Avhcre Ave Ave re not allowed to land. "Three checrs for the creAV of the Good Endeavour," cries Mr Barry, and I! really believe you could hear them in Rotorua. Thank you Mr Bariy, and good citizens all we are glad to bei home once mora and will now try to do our best lo help Avith the progress of our town. We arc quite sure you Avill find your best citizens' in our ranks. Yours till next week P.T.W.

OUR STORY SCROGGINS DOES A JOB Another little story about Mr Rogqr P. Scroggins, the hedgehog, who is always so polite, and thoughtful t As the Scrogginscs drew up their chairs to the breakfast table, one of the Avindows rattled. "My dear," said Mr Sjroggins. bending to his porridge, "why docs the Avindow rattles?" "Because it's loose,"' said Mrs Scroggins:. She Avent to the Avindow and pushed it. Sure enough, it movet} back and forth under her touch. In an unmistakably loose A\ r ay. "And I have something to fix it," said Mrs S. She Avent into thei kitchen and aame back Avith a strip of felt material. "This is a Aveather strip," she said. l(| Osmun, your nephew, found it. He says air you need to do is to task it along the edge of thei Avin/loav casing and all rattling Avill stop."' Scroggins held the strip of felt in his hands and examined' it closely. He resumed eating his breakfast. Every now and then, howeA r er, he stopped eating and picked up the weather strip. ■ He hurrumphed a good many times. "'I thought that some time before lunch,, you might got some tacks and a hammer and tack it into plac? said Mrs Scroggins, ass he began I to take out the breakfast disihes. Her husband hurrumphed. "Not a | bad idea," he said. While she was ! busy in the kitchen, thei venerable hedgehog Avent to the shelf Avhere the hammer, lacks and such, are ! <ept. As he was reaching for the tpf?ks. his hand fell on a small book, He took it down, opened it and found it full of interesting pictures As he Avas looking through the book, his AA r ife finished the dishes and said (die Avould bo going out op som? errands. "I know you''! have the strip al! in place Avhcn T get back," she said Her husband put down thr bookfind p eked up the hammer, wiving (t at lus Avile. "Indeed. my dear." he said.' Whom the door closed, he pul down the. liammrv and picked ii:i the book. The pictures Ave re very mteresting. Some- Avere of birds. O'hers werof of small animals. Some'were of the sea. Others were of the woods tie locked at them all, then h-

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started at the beginning of the book find looked at them a second time. There! was a creaking from the window. He put down the book, took np the hammer and readied for the tacks. But the creaking wa-s just a tree branch in the wind. He wont to the window that rattled and raised It.

A raised window means, just one thing, namely, the thrusting of the head out of it, which Scroggins did, Hq leaned against the sill and sniffed the frosty air. T!\vo small fantails were chasing each other up and down a nearby linden tree. Scrog- | gins watched them with great interest. Finally, he called to them; nnd they came into the house. They asked many questions. They ivere greatly interested in the picture book, and the three of them looked at it and looked at it. Ai step sounded on the doorstep. Scroggins put down the book and picked up the hammer and tacks. The door opened, and Mrs Scroggins •came in. She spoke cordially to the two fantails. "The window is all fixed, I suppose?'" she said to her husband. "I just was telling my two visitors that I'd have to stop entertaining them and do that job," he said.' And he went to work busily and tacked on the felt while the two small birdies sat politely on the edges of their chairs and watched. When I lie slrij:. was all tacked, Scroggins put the window clown, pushed it, and shook it. There wasn't rattle. Mrs Sleroggins thanked her husband kindly and said be might as well go for his regular walk, which he did.

SPRING IS COMING I SAW ONE OPENING FLOWER I saw the spring— And never a wild bird's wing Curving blue air Seemed half so fair. Here is the bright new snow Cloaking the world in one whita hour, And yet I know— I saw one opening flower I And not the calendar, nor yon Can make me know it is not true. Upon the hills where snow drifts cling Beyond the frost bud's crystal ring, Oh lovely, unimagined thing— I saw the spring ! Midshipmaid Margaret Grant has sent us in the following nice of her own : MY GARDEN I have a garden of my own. Shining with flowers' of every hue I loved it dearly while alone But I shall love it more with you. And there the golden bees shall come In summer time at break of morn, And wake us with theiir busy hum Around the Silea's fragrant thorn. (I think it very good lass. Keep on trying and we'll all be proud of you. P.T.W.) RIDDLE-ME-DEE Iry to say these two sentences six times very quickly. Onlj- h?v-> youi\ dinner over first in case you twist 3*our tongue too badly to eat: Exit extra Xinas question. Thirty thirsty turkeys certainly curtsyed. LAST WEEK'S COMPETITION JOLLY GOOD COLOURING We certainly have some rare artists in the crew. Ail the exitries were good. The awards go to Midshipmaid May Hanham (excellent) Cl ief Stoker Desmond Brockett Midshipman Philip Moore Stewardess Janet McLeodL *