FAIRIEL SENDS.

Evening Post, Volume CXXX, Issue 84, 5 October 1940, Page 19

FAIRIEL SENDS.

"Mother Bean,'? Lower Hurt.—What a charming minuet couple in this week's drawing, Margaret. The cobblestone wall made the picture too dark for reprinting. Try to keep your skeches to simple lines, elf. "David R.," Lower Hutt. —That tramp would certainly have blown all'the cobweb's away, David. Welcome to the Ring. I enjoyed reading the original advertisements. "Bill W.," Noaio. —You won't have to wait long for cricket now, Bill. You must be eager to try your bowling afteT your uncle's helpful lessons. Here's hoping many wickets fall to your balls this season. "Ray W.," Evans Bay.—-A big improvement In this week's story, Bay. I'm glad the adventure endW peacefully for' Alfle, though wo were amused at his plight. "Dorothy J.," Hataitai.—That is exciting news, Dorothy, You will be waiting anxiously for results now. Good luck! "Mavis X.," Seatoun— I can guess how much you long to wear the new bathing suit. The Elf and I both think that red is a lovely colour for the beach. •'Tiger Pilot," Khandal!ah.~-I like this penname, Reg. Aren't the exploits of the Royal OPPOSITES. The cloud that's dark with rain drops Brings to bloom sweet flowers, The shadow on the sundial Marks the sunny hours, RACHEL DAY. Air Force thrilling? Yes, I would like some stories of the air for the Ring. "Vera D.," City.—l was glad to hear that you are knitting a soldiers pullover, Vera. The scarf must have been warm and cosy. Are you going to try a balaclava next? "Nancy D.," City.—What a treasure store of silver-paper, Nancy. It is grand to read in your letters how well you are all helping with war work. "Water Nymph," Lower Hutt. —The concert must have scored a great success and the audience must have enjoyed It, particularly the play you described in your letter. "Fairy Sparkle," Miramar.—l think they should be called "Three Happiness Verses" because they are full of flowers and birds and springtime. Thank you, "Sparkle." "Strawberry," Petone.—What fun you have In club's time. I think .it was very clever of you to write a play. Did your schoolmates act it? "Lassie," Kelturn.—And are you to be a bridesmaid? Letterbox Elf says he really must wear his invisible cloak that evening . . . . and perhaps there'll be room In it for me, too. |