THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE FOR YOUNG READERS ONLY

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 4, Issue 177, 7 November 1941, Page 6

THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE FOR YOUNG READERS ONLY

fAboard for the Goodwill Cruise THE WHALER _ o/ - WHALE ISLAND

What ho, what ho, ma hearties. Hurrah for the line summer weather. Yes I really believe that it has come at last. Now we can prepare for all the happy days we had planned. Yesterday, as I strolled rouind the point, I looked down into one of the deep pools and I nearly! decided to have my first dip. But when I' took my shirt off I began to feel cool again so I put it on once more. Old Butinsky who- was following me looked very disgusted but I told him if he was any' braver lie would take the first plunge himself. He simply bleated rather rudely and started to chew the scat of my trousers. Goats are like that you know, they never seem to be able- to see things in the true light. I can tell you that it won't be long however, before we 'will both be in together. The Mutton Bird season is about to begin, I understand. The Maoris will soon be over here by the dozen. Well, I don't like to see them taking the young birds so I usually move off for the week to the Raurimas. I can usually find plenty to do over there, for the lagoon is just large enough to take the Good Endeavour and protect it from the northerly blows. I notice the birds arc nesting well and that already their noise at night on the northern part of the island is nearly deafening. For all that I must say that I do not like the business of 'muttoivbirding' and would sooner not be there when it is being carried out. Now my good little friends I must stop writing and get on with the competition. There is such a pile of letters; here that I'm sure it will take me the best pari of two hours to get through it. Till next week, your oltl friend Peter wishes you all the very best of luck. PETER AND MICK HAPPY COMPANIONS As a rule cats and dogs are not very friendly towards each other. You know how a dog will run after a strange cat and chase it up a tree, while a cat will arch its back and hiss if a dog crosses its path. Even when a cat and dog live in the same house, although they may not quarrel openly they do- not love each other. Perhaps the dog is a little jealous of the attention the cat receives, or it may be that the cat is just a little spiteful, and lingers in dark corners and gives the dog a tiny scratch as he goes by. Sometimes, however, we find that cat and dog are great friends. Here is a littie 1 story of a dog called Miiok and a cat 'called Peter. Mi ok, a white flufly dog, was two years old when Peter was born. At once Mick showed an interest in Peter, and as soon as Peter could run about and lap milk, Mick adopted him. He attended to his toilet, licked him all over, watched over his feeding, played with him by clay and at. night took him into his own sleeping basket. Peter grew to be a big handsome cat, almost as big as Mick, but Mick stilL "mothered" him. They had their meals, together always, each one with his own dish, and Mick would not eat a bit© till Peter had first begun his meal. After breakfast they played together on the lawn just like two puppies. Both enjoyed the romp tremendously, and they never bit or scratched eacli other. Of course, Peter wandered off by himself during the day as well as in the night, and Mick left him without a pang to go for a walk, but when he returned and someone said "Find Peter" he was oft like a shot, and would discover him if he was anywhere in the garden. Sometimes Mick would want a game when Peter was sunning himself on a wall. Then Mick would fetch his master or his mistress and ask them, by barking, to reach Peter down from the Avail. When their supper and bedtime came, and the doors had to be closed for the night, Petor, who loved the night, was often out. Then the order "Fetch Peter!' sent Mick hunting, and within r minute or two he returned with hi' mate, and after supper they settled themselves in the sleeping basket under the kitchen table.

MY NEW SHOES

I've a pair of new shoes, All new and bright; Mother bought them for me Last Saturday at Knight's. ( But, oli dear, they're squeak 3', What can I do? I think they're unhappy » 'Cos they are new. Baby used to cry lots When she first came, Perhaps my pair of new shoes ] Feel just the same. MY BALL I know what makes my train 'go : round, 'Cos I peeped inside one day and < found A lot of wheels .with cogs and things, And piston-rings and shiny things. But I cannot puzzle out at all Where the bounce is in my ball. RIDDLE POT If a spider were late for dinner what would he do? —Take a fly. What part of a fish weighs most? —The scales. What is always behind time? —The back of a, watch. What is the difference between, a sailor in prison and a blind man?— One cannot, go to siea and the other cannot see to go. What part of a fish is like the end of a book? —The fnvis. Why is the sun like a leather manufacturer? —Because it is a tanner. Why is a plant like a fidgety boy? —Because it cannot keep still. Why is the moon like a stag?— Because it has horns for awhile but is constantly losing them. Why is a rainbow like a duck?— Because it likes wet weather. Why is a clock like a river?— Because it will not go for long without winding. MY MAIL BOX Welcome to Isabel Grant, who has joined our happy crew. Your certificate leaves, to-tday lass, and I trust you receive it safely. P.T.W. Someone in Landing Road has posted three stamps and also desires to join up. But still has forgotten to give name. Well, well, well. Please send it in tot me and I will forward you your ticket. P.T.W. Miklshipman Neil Muir. "Yes, quite often." P.T.W. Stewardess Olive Hunter. I will take note of your suggestion and will ste© if I can work in your competition later. Thanks, for the suggestion. P.T.W. Midshipmaid Marie Goodwin. Sorry, no it •would not be fair to send in answers to your own competition. Your reward, must be my very best thanks wrapped up in silver paper. All the best. P.T.W. Midshipman Don Howat. Thanks for the joke Don. Will use it later. P.T.W. LAST WEEK'S COMPETITION A RECORD NUMBER O'F ENTRIES Thirty-two entries have I received for this 'hiden animal' competition. Whew-w-w-w. Now after reading them all through I see that nineteen of them were, correct in every detail, spelling, punctuation and all. The only thing I can do is to award marks for neatness and good writ' ing, so I have chosen the winners as > under: — 1 l John Taylor (special, because he ; found one that no one else suspectI ed 'roo') Bernadette McLaren Sandy Robb Shirley Clark Dick Ward May Hanhiami. \ Congratulations. Your picture tiekest await you at the Beacon.

NEXT WEEK'S COMPETITION

MIXED AUTHORS Now here is an excellent competition, sent in by Midshipmaid Ann Goodwin. It came a little late lassie, so I could not put it into last week's column. Anyhow it wins for you a free picture ticket too. It is called 'mixed authors.' Here is a list of books, and beside it arc the names of the authors, mixed up. What you have got to do is to put them in their correct order and send in the list to Peter the Whaler. Now, free picture tickets to the winning three. 1. Ivanhoe —George Elliot. 2. Little Nell—Jane Austen. 3. Anne of Green Gables —Susan C'oolidge. 4. Tom Brown's Schooldays—Scott 5. Treasure Island—Charles Dickens. 6. What Ivaty Did—L. M. Montgomery . 7. Pride and Prejudice—Thomas Hugh. 8. Coral Island—Robert Lc.uis Stevenson . 9. The Mill on the Floss—Charles Kingsley. 10. Westward Ho—R. M. Ballantyn. ,