Correspondence.

Horowhenua Chronicle, 1 December 1915, Page 3

Correspondence.

J" Our correspondents' opinions are their own; the responsibility of editorial ones makes sufficient ballast for the editor's shoulders.] THE "OBPHANS" BA'ZAAU. (To the Editor.) Sir, —It is good of yon to print our letters, andi it's very kind of people to think about orphans and fry to help them. Theygive us a Christinas Tree every year at the home, and are no end of good to us. I've a brother who is an orphan, so I'll just tell you about him. Hifc name's Jim, and he only nine (I'm eleven). "Well it was just like~ tHis: Father was drowned, and then mother tried to keep w, but wo hadn't many friends in New Zealand, and there were Jim (and; me) anil the two little girls. Mum did all she could, lint she wasn't strong; so the people took Jim (and me) to the Or phanage. Jim (that's my brother) ha.s a nice little Tvliit{£ cot. There's a 1.-t more in the room, Uul it's bo clean and bright, <and the "mother" is ao land. Jim gete lessons and holidays just like any other boys, an<l he is going to he a carpenter when he gets big. (I'm going to be a carter, and drive horses I) But yon should: just see some of the little, tiny children when they bring them here first: oh, they are poor! And their clothes are not half as nice as those that Jim (that's me brotlnr; has now. I look after Jim; I'm bigger nor he is. You should hear us sing; and Jim's learning to recito ".Wanted—A Boy." • I wish I could see the sunshine people who coax Father I Christmas out of hie old snow house, i J hope lie has got a box of tools for Jim and a big whip for-- . JIM'S JmOTHIDR (that's me.) F.S.—One of the big girls helped iijp to compose.thiß letter; but I wroto it myself. Please excuse the olots.---TOM. G.C.T. and H.H.E.. Wellington.