NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS
Trixie had started out to find some New Y"ear resolutions. It was early in the morning, and Mr. Sun had just popped his rosy face over the horizon, flooding the world with mellow light. Trixie felt very happy, as she danced along, full of the adventure she was bent upon. “Have you seen any resolutions?” she asked a blackbird. The blackbird looked thoughtful. “No.” ho said at length. “Ask the weeping willows. The weeping willows down by the stream were little wiser. “No,” they answered, “but we have seen several sparrows.” “Stupid creatures!” thought Trixie “They are far too grown-up and sad for me. Of course, they would know nothing.” A rabbit, who had popped his wrinkly nose out of his burrow to see who was coming, did not know, but he told Trixie to ask the Timbertoes. “They are the three big trees that stand by night and day on the tallest of the tall hills, and they see everything. If there have been any resolutions running about they must have seen them.” So Trixie trotted off to the tallest of the tall hills and there stood the Timbertoes. loking very wise and majestic. “Y'ou mean a Bobberlin.” they all said together, in answer to her question. “Do I?” exclaimed Trixie. “Of course you do,” explained the Timbertoes, “because they bob up inside you. There is one in you already.” “In me?” gasped Trixie. “¥■63,” said the Timbertoes, very solemnly. “Although you don’t know anything about it, it has made you decide never to eat ice-creams in the middle of winter.” Trixie went down the hill in search of the rabbit who had sent her on her fool’s errand, but, although she called and called outside his burrow, he was not in the mood to talk to her again that day. FOR BUSY FINGERS Have you ever mad© a little toy wheelbarrow out of a matchbox? It’s ever so easy to make, and all you have to use is the box part of a matchbox, three thin wooden skewers, and a bit of cardboard and a pin. Y'ou make two holes in the back of the box, far apart, and two holes near together in the front. Now push two of the skewers through the holes till they stick out in a point in the front. Cut a little round wheel out of the cardboard, and fasten it between the two points of skewers, and put the pin through the wood and cardboard. Cut the third skewer in two and stick it to the back of the barrow for stands. And there you have the cutest little wheelbarrow! A GAME TO PLAY One of the players begins thus: “I am a beautiful princess (or prince), and my father, the king, owns a garden, and in this garden grows an apple tree.” The next player repeats the sentence, adding another tree or plant. The sentence is repeated until the player makes a slip, and falls out, and pays a forfeit. The one who repeats the sentence correctly the longest, wins a prize. ON THE PIER “It’s so much nicer here before the rush of visitors begins, don’t you think?” “Yes, indeed! I always wonder that everybody doesn’t come now when there’s nobody here!” TONGUE TWISTERS Susan Shelly sold six shiny sharks’ skins. Sheila selfishly soiled her sister’s silver shoes. Wanted, a knocker-up to knock a knocker-up up.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 241, 31 December 1927, Page 23
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570NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 241, 31 December 1927, Page 23
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