THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR” LEAGUE.

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 9, Issue 55, 26 March 1946, Page 6

THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR” LEAGUE.

s= PETER THE WHALER (/WHALE .ISLAND

FOR YOUNG READERS ONLY

Aboard for th

e Goodwill Cruise

What ho, what ho, ma hearties. Well here we are up to the fourth week in March, nineteen forty six. By Neptune’s toenails, time certainly flies; why it seems hardly a month ago since it was March 26, 1945. The only bad part about it is that every year, I get a year older. Oh well, I suppose we just have to put up with these things. By the way sailors, I only just managed to save my mail this week. As I anticipated the com-

petition was very popular, and I was snowed under with entries, but I came within a whisker of losing the whole bagful. You can probably guess that Butch was responsible. If there is one thing Butch enjoys better than anything else, it is showing off his knowledge of the English language and his ability to imitate other peoples voices in front of strangers. Anyway, on Wednesday afternoon, the postman, as usual struggled up the hill perspiring and very red in' the face with a big bag of letters slung over his shoulder. I was inside the cave at the time, having a quiet snooze, and Butch was squatting on his perch behind the door. The postman came up and dumped his bag of letters on the ground. “Take ’em away, take ’em away!” said Butch, imitating my voice. “Eh!” said the postman. “But

I’ve only just brought them.” “Doesn’t matter,’’ said Butch, still imitating my voice, “I don’t want ’em. Dump them over the cliff.” “Oh well,” said the postman, “they’re your letters so I suppose you know what you want to do with them,” and with that, he slung the bag over his shoulder and made off in the direction of the nearest cliff. Butch has a terrific sense of humour, and whenever he plays a practical joke on anyone like that, he can’t help cackling away to himself. This time, fortunately enough, he chortled and chuckled away so loud-

ly, that he woke me up, and I knew immediately that he had played one of his jokes on somebody. I went out to the door thinking that it was probably one of the pets—and was just in time to see the postman standing on the edge of the cliff unfastening his mailbag. Of course I hailed him and rushed over to ask him . what he was doing with my letters. He looked at me in amazement, and said “Why Pete, you told me yourself to dump them over the cliff.” “Oh no I didn’t,” I said and explained the joke Butch had played on him. Anyway, we went inside for a cup of tea and a biscuit and everything ended well (although Butch went without supper that night). Well sailors, I must continue with the rest of the column. Cheerio for this week. P.T.W.

GALILEO DEMONSTRATES Galileo (1564-1642) invented an improved telescope, carried on research in magnetism and gravitation, discovered the principle of the pendulum. Contrary to previous teaching, he maintained that bodies of different weights fall with the same velocity. When challenged to prove the theory, he dropped a ten-pound shot and a one-pound shot from the top of the Leaning Tower of Pisa. To the amazement of the University students and faculty gathered to see the experiment, both weights reached the ground at the same time.

WHY THE REINDEER HAS HORNS

LAST WEEK’S COMPETITION Keelhaul me sailors, I was just about scuppered with all the entries which piled in upon me (includ ing one without a stamp which cost me 4d) for this competition. I think it must have been far too easy, for just about every sailor in the crew sent in an answer, quite like old times in fact. The trouble was that almost every dead one of ’em was right. Once again I’ve had to select the four neatest correct ones to award tickets to, and the prize winners this week are:— Diana Wilson Beverley Murray Robert Gattsche Paul Simpson.

Congratulations sailors, call and collect your tickets from the Beacon Office. The correct answers were as follows:

1. Cabbage. 2. Kumara. 3. Turnip. 4. Onion. 5 Carrot. 6. Lettuce. 7, Parsnip. 8. Spinach. 9. Celery. 10. Pumpkin.

NEXT WEEK’S COMPETITION Aha! I’ve found a beauty for you this week sailors. Last week’s competition was very popular, but far too easy. This week, I’ve got one of the same type, but this time, it’s a lot harder. Below the printed the jumbled names of animals. Sort, them out and send in your answer. Tickets will be awarded as usual. 1. PEESH 2. LEAPTHEN 3. FIRFXAGE 4. TORTE 5. RUGAJA 6. AIMCOSH 7. GRABED 8. RETIRER 9. KULLCOB 10. CRNHROOSEI 11. EEENRRID 12. RCOIECOLD

(Five points go to Joan Ducker for sending in this competition, and that means, Joan, that you have enough points now to warrant a free picture ticket. You can collect it at the Beacon Office as soon as you wish. And by the way lassie, don’t tell your friends any of the answers will you. See if they’re smart enough to work out your competition for themselves. P.T.W.)

MORE CONTRIBUTIONS WANTED Ahoy there sailors, more contributions are wanted for the page. Re-< member, jokes, competitions, short stories, paragraphs, pieces of poetry, and anything else suitable, original or copied, are acceptable. For each contribution printed, the sendor receives points, and when ten points are gained in this manner, he, or she, is entitled to a free picture ticket. P.T.W.

The branching horns of the reindeer are more than a headdress to make it look pretty. In the cold countries where the reindeer lives the winters are long and hard, with much snow. The reindeer live on buds and twigs of shrubs during the short summer, but all that is left for it to eat in the winter is a kind of moss which is hidden under the snow. These horns come in handy when it is hungry, for it uses them like a shovel and clears away the snow so that it can get.at its food.