LITTLE SOUTHLANDERS’ CHRONICLE

Southland Times, Issue 24878, 19 October 1942, Page 6

LITTLE SOUTHLANDERS’ CHRONICLE

My dear Cousins, Last week the Fuschia Clan from Otautau came to town, visited our club room and met their Cousin Betty. This clan is planning to hold a concert later in the year for our patriotic fund, and I hope to visit Otautau on this important date. When you are doing the puzzle competition this week-end, remember that proper names are not counted. From Little Southlanders you could make many names of places or persons, but these should not be included in your list. Only words from the dictionary may be used. This type of competition is always popular, and I expect Mr Postman to bring me a big pile of entries on Tuesday. Today there is a new painting competition for you to do. A meeting of the Aotea-roa Clan will be held at 2 Crombie street, Gore, on Wednesday, October 21, and all members are asked to bring their marks forthis year. Your loving ENROLMENTS Noeline McMillan (12), Main street, Otautau. Beverley Braxton (13), 3 Elies road, Otautau. Allison Cross (12), 142 Nith street. Melva Cunningham (12), 85 Don street. Eunice McCreath (10), 160 Ritchie street. Pat O'Neill (6), 69 Scandrett street. Hazel Thomsen (8). 166 Eye street. COMPETITIONS 122nd ART CLUB COMPETITION: An Imaginary Treasure Island. Prizes of 1/- to Cousins Elva McQuarrle (15), Mary Shlvas (15). 123rd ART CLUB COMPETITION: Painting for all Cousins: “Over The Mountains.’’ Entries close TUESDAY. October 27. 561st COMPETITION: Story for cousins 11 and over: “My War Effort." Story for cousins 10 and under: "The New Bicycle.” Entries close TUESDAY, October 20. 562nd COMPETITION: Poem for all cousins: “Birthdays.” Entries close TUESDAY, October 27.

KAIN —PRIZE— The clouds shake down their glistening drops, Upon the waiting land. Till the flowers in the garden Fresh and fragrant stand. Tlie pansies wash their faces in The softly falling rain And tulips nod their grateful thnnks Beside the windowpane. The busy spiders in the hedge Seek out a sheltered place, While butterflies take cover Within a poppy’s face. And over all the raindrops dance On rooftops and the ground. While the thrushes in the treetop Flute joyfully with sound. ’Twas just a passing shower But it cooled the heated air Till the perfume from the flowers Was wafted everywhere. —Prize of 1/- to Cousin Valerie Fox, M.A.C. (12), 51 Conyers street. —PRIZE— I love the gusty rain in spring. I know for certain it will bring Verdant grass; and flowers will spring. And in the breeze they’ll sway and swing. After many drizzly hours Bright and gay are all the flowers, Then the little plants are seen. And all the grass looks new and green. The autumn rains a nuisance are— I’d rather play outside by far. But sun and rain both play their part To ripen fruits we send to the mart. —Prize of 1/- to Cousin Grace Thomas (14), Fairfax. —PRIZE— I like to lie awake in bed, And listen to the rain. Pattering softly on the roof. And on my window-pane. It makes a soft and drowsy sound, So mellow and so deep. Very soon I know that I, Will soon be fast asleep. And in the morning when I wake All things look fresh and green, Tire rain has washed the dust away And left the leaves quite clean. —Prize of 1/- to Cousin Isabel McEwen, M.A.C. (14), 87 Morton street.