A LITTLE WORLD FOR LITTLE PEOPLE

Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 194, 5 November 1927, Page 27 (Supplement)

A LITTLE WORLD FOR LITTLE PEOPLE

MASKED FACES

friendship is a steady light shining in dark places

“||AWN LADY, there's a queer procession in Tiptoe Street U boys and girls all dressed up and they have a funny old man in a wheel barrow. lie can’t be a real man because he won’t answer when they speak to him. He looks very shabby and he. has on such a dilapidated hat. It’s lull of holes, but they keep calling out ‘Please put a penny in the old man’s hat.’ They are calling the man in the wheelbarrow ‘Guy,’ and taunting him about some plot. I don’t understand it at all.” “But I do. Little Thought. You see, before I came to Happy Town 1 use to live in the outside world and I often saw processions like that. 1 could even say the rhyme . . . Let me see now ... Y wonder if I have forgotten? No, it starts like this: ‘Please to remember the fifth of November, the Gunpowder Treason and Plot . . .’ “Yes, they were singing that at the Happy Town gate too. I called out that the only plots, we had were garden plots, but they took no notice and just went on singing. I don’t know what to do about it. Shall I call the Doorkeeper?” “Yes, let us go across and see what is happening.” “This is rather confusing,” said the Doorkeeper, staring down Tiptoe Street in perplexity. “Who’s this gentleman in the wheel barrow ?” “He’s the Guy. of course,” said a chorus of voices. “Here, Jim, give the Doorkeeper that basket bomb and some of those crackers.” “I should like some too,” said the Joy Shop man, holding out his chubby hands. “And would you please continue your curious iOBg.” “Certainly .. . ‘Christmas is coming, the pigs are getting fat. ..” “Why, I know these voices, exclaimed the Dawn Lady. “You are all Sunbeams. There was no need to wear your masks at all . . . Why, what is that?” “Oh,” chuckled the Sunbeams, “the Doorkeeper has just been trying conclusions with the basket bomb.”