FAIRIEL SENDS . . .

Evening Post, Volume CXXVI, Issue 134, 3 December 1938, Page 20

FAIRIEL SENDS . . .

"New Zealand Rose,'' Karori.—Good verse-mak-ing, pixie, but the Inkpot Elf played pranks with your spelling. Watch him carefully.

"Silver Star," Johnsonville.—And did you see the small glowworm lamps go Pickering out when you made a sound?

"Silver Streak," Johnsonvilie.—Lightning pencil sketches! Keep on practising, elf. Japanese ladies in their little bridged gardens make dainty pictures. "Marzipan," City.—We're very glad you and your chum Mavis decided to join, lass. You are just in time to find a place in the Christmas Page. "Caramel," City.—Letterbox Elf says your penname makes his mouth water. I know, he thinks of you as square in shape and wrapped in chocolate.

"Daisy Queen," Johnsonville.—All your starryeyed little followers are making fields and gardens white and pink and gold. Sometimes "Lassie" brings golden daisies to the Ring.

"Ninepins," Brooklyn.—Grand fun to go dipping over the shining sea in a yacht. Did you have a picnic-lunch on board, too? "Trisksy," Brooklyn.—You and Letterbox Elf should be firm friends. He is always inventing new pieces of mischief. He, too, sends you a welcome. "Fairy Flit," City.—Yes, do come up and see me one visiting day and bring your drawing book. You were lucky to collect so many lovely scrapbook pictures.

"Crosspatch," City.—Verses for winter time.

If I publish them, who knows, .Tack Frost may come darting back. Could you make a summer poem?

"Hilary," Kelburn. —Yes, she has had even more birthdays than you, pixiekin. Best of luck tor that shorthand examination.

"Valaire J.," City.—Welcome to you, Valaire. We'll look for your letter with Mabel's and Ronnie's,

"Old Nancy," Lyall Bay.—Did you? That was five whole years ago , . . and now you are one of the tallest elves of the Ring and your pencil has still more magic. • "Rambling Ron," Miramar.—Yes, rather. We're all growing more and more excited as Christmas draws near. Love from Letterbox Elf. "Black Spider," City.—We'll look for your story soon, lad. Yes, C.N. is one of our best storymakers.

"Dolores," Wadestown.—l would like to read your serial story, elf. What busy fingers 1 Handcraft must steal all your spare minutes but how pleased you must be to be able to make your own unusual gifts.