GIRL GUIDES’ CORNER

Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 137, 31 August 1927, Page 6

GIRL GUIDES’ CORNER

The Girl Guides have secured an excellent position for their stall on Daffodil Day. It will be situated at John Court’s corner at the junction of Queen and Victoria Streets. On Saturday, September 3, the St. Francis Company intend holding a social evening in the Theosophical Hall the proceeds to be devoted to camping funds. Silver Ripple, of this company, has recently won her booklover’s badge. * * * Paddle Carver, a Northcote Guide, writes:—• “I am sure you would like to know that the Guides have a new hall. It is larger than the old one and more convenient in every way. We have decided to hold a social in September and to invite our friends. We are all eagerly looking forward to the time.” From Shimmering Pool, who belongs to a Christchurch Company, comes the following:—• “This letter comes from a Guide in New Brighton who wishes to follow the trail to the Wigwam. I hope I shall be able to do so as I am very interested in your page. I have a much-loved friend in Auckland who has sent me a number of your papers. She was our Captain until she married and moved, up there. “Hast Wednesday our Bible Class held a concert and the first part of the programme was devoted to Indian scenes. We made £6 clear.

“If there is room for me in the Wigwam, I should like to send you some of our history. We have had three Captains since we began three years ago. Our present one we call ‘Cap.’ We are a very lively company, and I shall tell you more of our doings when I have my pen-name. If any of the Northern Guide-Braves would like to write to a Southern one, I shall be very pleased to correspond with them.” (Letters addressed Shimmering Pool, care of the Wigwam, will be sent on).

Red Leaf’s letter contains an interesting description of a motor run into the country: "As we sped along, the air had all the keenness of winter, although the sun shone down as brightly as on a summer day.

"In the trees the birds were whistling merrily to their mates, telling them, I suppose, of the coming of spring, when nests must be prepared lor the young ones. We passed a small orchard where the trees were a mass of pink and white blossoms, and l could not help thinking how delighted the farmer would be when he saw his trees laden with rosy apples, luscious pears and velvety peaches. Further on, a row of weeping willows dipped their new green leaves in the waters of a tiny stream. In the fields woolly lambs frolicked gaily and little longlegged calves ran away startled at our approach.

"Pussy-willows, snowdrops, jonquils and daffodils grew wild in the paddocks, and we saw’ a field with some purple fiowrer in bloom. From the distance it reminded me of a picture I had seen of an old English garden covered in lavender.”

_ Silver Dove and other Guides of the Kakamai Company have already heard the voice of the Great-Our-Doors. Says Silver Dove:—• • Once more I follow the trail to the Wigwam, and now that my name is carved on the Totem Pole, feel I have the right to enter. "One parade night we Kakamai Guides counted how' many of our company belonged to the Wigwam, and found six. We all felt we had a further bond between us. "Now the spring is here the lure of the out-of-doors is upon us. The lieutenants and leaders were unable to resist it any longer, so on Saturday we packed our haversacks and took the trail to a favourite haunt of the Kakamais—Wattle Bay. "First we went exploring, the tide being out, and then cooked our teas. Did anyone ever have a better tea ? Steak, sausages, damper, potatoes and eggs, all cooked on the open fire. "All too short is a Saturday afternoon for a hike, but we went on our homeward way rejoicing and looking forward to following the trail again soon.” Eyes of the Morning, of the Kakamai Company, is at present holidaymaking in New Plymouth. • * * Until next week my trusty ones. —REDFEATHER. Better to smell the violet cool than sip the glowing wine; >eUer to hear a hidden brook than watch a diamond shine. L Better the love of a gentle heart than 1,, “eauty b favour proud; »Better the rose’s living seed than xoses in a crowd. —OKOKGh MACDONALD.