OF RING TONIGHT.

Evening Post, Volume CXVI, Issue 49, 26 August 1933, Page 7

OF RING TONIGHT.

"Wands," Seatoun.—ls it Win and Twin again, who were in "Fairy Rings"? "Rice Pudding," Rongotal.—So creased it was, lad, that some of the words were hidden. "Dancing Doll," Hataitai.—Well ... I think I'd walk, or catch the next tram! "Stella," Lower Hurt.—What part did you play in it ? I heard of that concert. "Meadowsweet," Lower Hutt.—Poor .Tack Frost is always the victim of Winter's anger. "Fairy White-Eyes," Lower Hutt.—The dreamstory will be in, but the second one isn't nearly tidy enough, my pixie. "Freda Browneyes," Trentham.—Then you've seen more than I have, honey. I must go exploring over the hills also. "Lady Autumn," Paraparaumu.—But I 'spect the puzzles would be hard for you yet. "Shy Pansy," Kllblrnle.—You'll have to be carefuller with the next drawing, sweet. "Nugget," Karorl.—l think the seasons are still playing catch-as-catch-can; or else they can't make up their minds. "Will Scarlett," Seatotin.—Did it take you long to find those thirty words? ' "Ugly Duckling," Seatoun. —Sure they weren't mermaids, really ?.-.-. slipping down the wet rocks with the tide? "Twinkle-Star," City.—But the picture was Autumn, with flying leaves. Spring cradles her buds tightly against the branches. "Emily of New Moon," Northland.—Lots of pleasure in that, elrleen. Have you a principal part in the pantomime ? Betty Eekersley, Heretaunga.—:"Sea Shell" and Seabird"—they both belong. So what can you find to take their places? Margaret Eekenley, Heretaunga.—Did you love the pictures, and your day In town? ■•• "Blllie Dove," Miramar.—The' story is excellent, but you left no margin and the writIng is careless. Ke-wrlte it, fay, if It's for Printerman. "Coralbeth," Miramar.—The father-bird sines at nesting-time, but the mother-,bird just twitters. They're jolly little fellows; though. "Iceoream," Kilblrnle.—The riddles we've had, but not the animal joke, elf. "Frosty Jack," Kilbirnie.—Wouldn't he be a spoilt dog after his braveness? "May Bird," Miramar.—-I hope you passed the test, and didn't get them mixed up. ''Punch," City.—That was a splendid first attempt. I wondered about the story. "Little Gladness," Karorl.—They were ever so tempting, but I carried them home, and we both had them for supper I "Misty Wings," City.—Not for a month yet, till we're certain Winter has departed; but there will be a painting. "Hereward the Wake," Seatoun.—You need to . make drawings more distinct, lad. Your ship was too far in the background. . "Choose Again," Eastbourne.—Did you find that name tucked away in your answer? Joan Rogers, Vogeltown.—Sorry, "loved,, but it does belong. You'll have to hunt again. "Laughing Water," City.—Holiday-time is storytime, judging by all that have come. "Busy Bm," Hataitai.—l 'spect.he thought it was specially his to play with. '■ "Grlselda," City.—'Course you may. Send me your full address for Postie. "Tiny Tot," Brooklyn.—Then two weeks for plaj'ing. and twelve weeks of school is just right for you. "Funny-Bunny," Brooklyn.—Changing names Is against rules; laddie, so stick to this one tightly I "Rippling Laughter," Karorl.-rThe drawing is lovely, and I'll look for the penfriend. "Charlie Chaplin," City.—Can you make puzzles as ably as you guess the answers? "Sunlight," Levin. —They're such a gladsome sight that it's no wonder we love spring. "Just Jerry," Berhampore.—We'll hope she's a fllm-lover, for she was the only fourteen-year-old in the whole list. "Old Witch," Victoria.—Flattery, no, but appreciation, yes. That Irish Inheritance is as hard to disguise as a black eye I "Wood Violet," City.—Tidy books, and jolly comics. They'll make splendid gifts. "Brownie Helpful," Newtown.—l think Pollyanna played a large trick on you, minx. "Pansy Queen," Johnsonvllle.—Tell me soon as ever he is bis; enough, and I'll find him a mushroom straight away, lass. "Chlckenhearted," Lower Hutt.—l didn't guess, but perhaps other pixies will be wiser, "Irish," Hataitai.—o, magic entirely. Did small sister give you an anxious time? "Wild Rose," Petone.—The wattle track sounds a delight. How do you reach it? "Billy-Boy," Lower Hutt.—P'raps they think the music Is made for them. Haven't you a splendid lot of pets I "Tlppetty-Toes," Brooklyn.—l saw those lovely stars also, but you're the first elf to mention them. Did you plant a "pussy"? "French Doll," Miramar—She's a pretty, ruffly thing, but don't make your sketches too large, cherie, or they'll not fit. "Mountain Rose," Khandallah.—lf they'd been earlier, they'd have matched Bird Page. "Sweat Briar," Miramar.—Ever so neatly done, too. Isn't a Scrapbook fun to make? "Double Dutch," City.—You can still improve, dear one, If you have less description and more action in your tales. "Queen of the Snow," Kelburn.—Lovely . . . I A 1 true little word-picture of Spring.