A Little World for Little People

Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 418, 1 September 1928, Page 31

A Little World for Little People

FRIENDSHIP IS A STEADY LIGHT SHINING IN DARK PLACES

THE FIRST OF SEPTEMBER

T® D °° r + kee Pf has ritten « Poem,” remarked tlie Little 1 Thought. I saw lnm staring at the calendar for ten 5 It.” 1 WPOte somethin e down, but lie’s too shy to “There-s no need to be sliy,” said the Dawn Lady “Shyness should he confined to concerts. Tins is Happv Town you about’” Sunbeams are very kind critics. What is it aU “ Well, it’s topical ” murmured the Doorkeeper, “I i ust happened to notice what day it was on the calendar and T wanted to say something about it. The poem is not reallv nol ished yet, so I doubt if it is suitable for publication. It goes like this: Please to remember the first of September, the recognised crowning oi spring; I know no reason why this fair Reason should not be the Queen and King.’ ” season “That has rather a familiar sound,” laughed Doctor Spring Sunshine, tapping the Doorkeeper gently on the shoulder STS’ SpriDkled 60me gunpowder in your porridge ri “ No * at all /” said tlie Doorkeeper, mildly. “And anywav 1 have altered the names of the day and the month. Someho'w or other I just felt like writing a poem instead of going on with the story I started. That flying fish called Timothy keeps escapmg from his cage and interfering with my plot, I am thinking rather seriously of letting the cage to a sea-horse instead The sea-horse is called William and is a dreamy little stay-at-home In tact I # have almost decided on him.” , you can’t be changing everything round like that ” observed the Joyshop man. “You should have your plot all carefully mapped out before you start. Either the cage must belong to the flying fish or to the sea-horse. Thev couldn’t possibly share it.” . „“ But 1 like variety and that would make it more interestiag ’ answered the Doorkeeper, brightly. “Or do you think I should let them quarrel over the ownership of the cage?” Heie come three of the Patchwork Personalties arm-in-arm across the grass,” said the Dawn Ladv. “Whv not see what they think about it?” “As we are written in verse and drawn in Indian ink we are not in a position to give an opinion,” protested the J Cb f j Patchwork Personalities, with jg) OuaPwC/vP^M the greatest dignity, passing —v aloofly on. * — ■