THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 10, Issue 1, 19 July 1946, Page 6

THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE

PETER THE WHALER of WHALE .ISLAND

What ho, what ho, ma hearties. Well, how is the crew this week. All still ship-shape I hope; by Neptune’s spectacles judging by the competition entries I received it seems as if you are all in the very best of health. I had the strangest encounter'this week that I think I’ve ever had in my life (so did Butch!) It happened after tea on Tuesday night. The three pets and I 'were relaxing by the fire after tea when-there came a knock on the front door of the cave (I might add that there isn’t any back door). Now this was very strange indeed, because very few people who come to Whale Island know where I live, and moreover, nobody ever comes after tea. However, I went to the door and undid the latch, but before I even had a chance to open it properly it was pushed violently back flattening me against the wall. There, on the threshold stood the strangest individual I have ever seen. He had a huge chest and a grin that spread from ear to ear. His grey felt hat sat jauntily on the back of his head, and his legs were encased in plusfours (golf trousers). “W-w-wait right there. I’ll be right back,” he said. We were all to dumfounded to move, any anyway, we had nowhere else to go, so there was nothing else we could do but wait right where we were. A few seconds later, back he came, this time trundling a strange looking contraption something like an over-grown copper behind him. It had a lot of strange looking gadgets an levers on one side. “N-n-now,” he said setting it down inside. “Th-th-this is j-just what you’ve b-been waiting for.” We all stared blankly. The stranger kept on grinning at us. “I’m a s-s-salesman.” (None of us said a word). “I’m a s-s-super s-s-salesman. I can s-s-sell anything to anybody.” “I’m Butch,” said Butch. “I’m not,” said the salesman.

Butch hurled a nasty remark in his direction and retired to one corner of the cave. where he sat muttering under his breath. “Th-th-this is the v-very latest in w-washing machines,” said the salesman, “and I’ve c-come to s-s----sell it to you.” (Ouch! I’ll have to continue next week sailors. Cheerio for now. P.T.W.)

NEXT WEEK S COMPETITION ANOTHER QUIZ Here we are sailors with next week’s competition, and because so many of you have asked for another quiz, I have decided to run one. This is a different sort again to the two you have so far had. To each question, three answers are supplied. Only one of these is correct. What you have to do is to select the right answer to each question. Forward your entries to P.T.W. c/o Beacon Office, and the usual tickets will be awarded.

Following are the questions:—

FOR YOUNG READERS ONLY Aboard for the Goodwill Cruise

1. The front movable piece of the helmet of a knight in armour was known as (a) the visor, (b) the mouthpiece, (c) the buckler. 2. The tallest building in the world is (a) Buckingham Palace, (b) The Empire State Building, (c) The Leaning Tower of Pisa. 3. A Chinese sailing ship is known as (a) a junk, (b) a chattel, (c) a schooner. 4. An 8-day clock has (a) the time marked in days, (b) must only be wound up every 8 days, (c) runs for 8 days without winding. 5. the ‘Master’ of a ship is (a) the captain, (b) the engineer, (c) the navigator. 6. The shortest way to New York from New Zealand is (a) through the Suez Canal, (b) through the Panama Canal, (c) round Cape Horn. 7. The date 1066 is remembered in connection with the landing in England of (a) Juleus Caesar, (b) William the Conqueror, '(c) Napoleon Boneparte. 8. An aboriginal is a native of (a) South America, (b) Africa, (c) Australia. 9. In times gone by, certain dealers used to trade in goods which they called ‘Black Ivory.’ When they referred to ‘Black Ivory’ they meant (a) tea, (b) slaves, (c) coal.

10. A bandolier is (a) a cartridge belt worn over the shoulder, (b) a bandit, (c) a man who plays in a brass band.

LAST WEEK’S COMPETITION

PAINTING NEDDY ' Well sailors, you certainly made an excellent job of painting Neddy. I received a whole host of entries, and strike me blue, never before have I seen a donkey looking so bright and gay. I had a terrific job selecting the winning entries, and Butch wasn’t much help: The following sailors are this week awarded tickets:— Pauline Cradwick Neil Reid Graham Ross Barbara Reid. Congratulations sailors. You may collect your picture tickets from the Beacon Office with my best compliments. P.T.W. JOKE BOX Storekeeper: “This book will do half your work.” Lazy Boy: “Good! I’ll take two.” First Man: “Can I trust him?”Second Man: “Why, he’s so crooked that the wool he tries to pull over your eyes is half cotton.” Old Man: “What’s the matter sonny?” Boy: “800-hoo! I’ve been playing truant all day and I’ve just remembered its Saturday.” (Two points go to Neil Reid for these jokes. P.T.W.)