A LITTLE WORLD FOR LITTLE PEOPLE

Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 62, 4 June 1927, Page 27 (Supplement)

A LITTLE WORLD FOR LITTLE PEOPLE

SECRETS no you remember, Dawn Lady, that very first morning I found II you ?” “Of course I do, Little Thought. How. could I ever forget it 5” “It seems a long time ago, Dawn Lady, but it isn’t really. I count the weeks by the Animal Alphabet and now we are up to K. That makes it eleven weeks since I took you down Tiptoe Street that sunny morning. When the Animal'Alphabet comes to Z, tie shall ,iust hn\e to go on counting the weeks on our fingers. What is Zby the way?” “Hush,” breathed the Dawn Lady, “that a secret, but if you promise not to tell I shall whisper it. It’s ” 1 “There,’ said the Little Thought, I knew it would be.” “But it wouldn’t do for everyone to know, would it?” “Oh no. I shall keep it secret until Z and then I can say to the man who keeps the Joy Shop and the Doorkeeper: ‘I knew that long ago.’ That’s the best of secrets, don’t you think?” “The Sunbeams must all have heard the Competition Bell,” said the Dawn Lady. “I noticed a big squad of Pixie Postmen in Tiptoe Street this morning.” “Oh, yes. the Sunbeams do not let the grass grow under their feet. They are very fond of competitions, as you and I very well know, but it’s fine fun I think. By the way, Dawn Lady, do you know that since I have been living in Happy Town, I have quite given up the thought of being a Great Idea.” “But you are one all the same Little Thought. Everyone knows that. One new Sunbeam in her first letter said, ‘Excuse me, but who is Little Thought,’ and now she understands like all the rest of them.” “I have brought numbers of new ones down Tiptoe Street just lately. I always say to them, ‘Are you for Happy Town?’ And they answer, ‘Yes, can you direct us please.’ Sometimes they call fne ‘Sir,’ but usually they recognise me straight away. I feel very proud bringing so many children to our Little World for Little People. Listen! I can hear those silver whistles again. Here comes another competition mail for Happy Town. Don’t you worry Dawn Lady. I can attend to it.” And off he ran, his busy' feet twinkling over the sunshiny grass, just as the Pixie Postmen came marching in at the gate.