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THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE FOR YOUNG READERS ONLY

PETER THE WHALER of WHALE .ISLAND

What ho, what ho ma hearties. Well () first I suppose I have a little explaining to do as to why there was no column in last Friday's Beacon. The reason may seem rather strange, but nevertheless, this is how it happened. You see 1 decided to write, to my Great Aunt Esmerelda who lives in Portugal. I haven't written to her for ages and so I sat down to tell her all about myself and Whale Island and you sailors and the school holidays coming etc. When I had finished I suddenly realised that I hadn't done the Peter the Whaler column and so I set to work again and wrote that.. The next thing I heard was a terrific din outside, and of course I immediately rushed out to see what it was. Lo. and behold there were the three pets ail standing gathered round in a circle all trying at once to see who could make the most noise. The row going on was terrific and I couldn't make myself heard against it, so I did the only thing possible. I went inside and put cotton wool in my ears. This did not have much effect however and 11 could still not hear myself think. It was no use tr_ying to stop, the pets as none of them would take any notice. Suddenly I saw the postman coming up the track. I realised that I would have to put the letter and the column in the envelopes and give them to him but I was in such a state Avhat with all the noise etc.

that I did not notice what, I was doing. It was not till several hours later that I suddenly realised that I had put the column and the letter into the wrong envelopes. Yes that's right sailors. The Editor of the Beacon received the letter that should have gone to Great Aunt Esmerelda in Portugal Avhile last Friday's column is somewhere on the ocean going to the other side of the world. Great Auntie is certainly going to wonder what has happened when she reads it. I am afraid she will think 1 am mad; (she told mc I was when I first went to sea at 1 the age of ten).

But 1 didn't get off scot free then. The Editor sent me a 500 word telegram, collect (that means I have to pay for it) asking me. what in thunder had happened. Anyway it was too late to write the column again, so that is why it was missed last Friday, Well I must continue with the rest of this week's ' column. Cheerio lor now. P.T.W.

MOUSE, THE PUPPY Mouse the so called because ol' his mouse-coloured ears and btail attached to his plump, white body gave an excited bark and flashed across the road to have a chat with the tabby cat who, though years older than Mouse, had not forgotten her kitten days. The two friends, loved to romp together. "H£!" shouted the butcher boy hurrying by oiit his bicycle and just avoiding Mo use % "you'll get run over one of these -days my lad." Mouse living with his Master and Mistress in a house on the main road leading to the busy town had become so familiar with the sight of traffic that he would sit on the front garden wall and not even tremble when the heavy lorries rumbled by. As for boys on bicye:es ? well, they always seemed to miss knocking Mouse down so why worry? He wasn't going to give up having fun ! with the tabby just because a ruda butcher boy shouted at him. One evening when all the workers were on their way home, either in buses or on bicycles, Mouse, .sitting on the 'wall looked across the road and there talking to the tabby's master was Mouse's own Master. •5 "What a chance to give him a surprise welcome" whimpered Mouse excitedly. With a jump he was off the wail scampering across the road ■ —at least, he meant to scamper across but. he found himself mised up in a whole bunch of bicycles. Frightened yelps and startled crias made Master turn round and in a

9 few seconds he had rescued a frightened puppy. No bones were broken, but Mouse was t>ure that «11 the bicycles had knocked him because he i'c-lt sore and bruised a:l over his. plump little body. Yes, lie waits now for Master or

'A for the Goodwill Cruise

PALMERSTON NORTH CORNER Well, I sec I have two prizes to award this \veek t one for the last competition and one i'or the one before it. Last week's goes to Gaynor Papuni while the one for the time before goes to James Dinley. Congratulations sailors. You must all be very good at geography as without exception j the answers to the competitions were all correct. Tell your brother that if he would like to join the League he would be very welcome aboard ship with us. I do not collect stamps myself Don ? but I have passed your letter on to another sailor who does. You may hear from him shortly. By the way ? make sure that your envelopes are. properly sealed. I received one a short time ago that had come unstuck in the post. I would j not like any of your letters to drop out and be lost. Cheerio for now. j P.T.W.

MY MAIL BOX Dear Peter the Whaler I wish to join your club. I am 10 and in Stdf 4. I have enclosed 3d in stamps. Yours faithfullj^ Peter O'Sullivan. (Step aboard Peter. Your certilicate lias been sent out. By the way I see that we both have the same name. P.T.W.) LAST WEEK'S COMPETITION 1 was rather surprised when 1 received a whole swag of answers to last week's competition and the majority of them the same so I decided to look back and lind out if you had had it before. Yes sure enough, there it was in an earlier issue; the very same competition. No wonder yon all knew it so well. That's one up for you on old Peter the Whaler. I have decided to award this week's tickets to —

Francis Meredith, Don McKenzie ? Henry Ros's. Congratulations sailors, Call and collect your tickets from the Beacon Office. All the other entries were very good and I had quite a job selecting the winners. I3y the way thanks very much for the pictures. I have pasted them up round the. walls of my cave. P.T.W. NEXT WEEK'S COMPETITION Now then lie re's another jumbled words competition. This time it is flowers. Below are printed the jumbled names of ten dowers. Sort them [ out and send your answers- in to Peter the Whaler c/o J3cacc.ii Of- » ' fice. 1. TERSA. 2. TANNOIARC. 3. IALADH. 4. GROTEF-Ei\l-ONT. 5. LLOIJY. 0. SPNYA.. 7. QUILNOJ. 8. CALL I. i). GMNOTIENET. id. Esopamip. There I Ihin'k that will keep you thinking for a while, P.T.W.

TRY reducing without dieting, exercise, dangerous drugs—get Bonkora. F. G. Macklow, Chemist, Whakatane. "Bonkora is a product ol

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Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 8, Issue 70, 4 May 1945, Page 6

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THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE FOR YOUNG READERS ONLY Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 8, Issue 70, 4 May 1945, Page 6

THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE FOR YOUNG READERS ONLY Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 8, Issue 70, 4 May 1945, Page 6

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