Under the “Totem-Pole"

Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 611, 13 March 1929, Page 6

Under the “Totem-Pole"

Letters to Rcdfeatlier are answered as follow:

Young Hunter: Another Scout to find his way to the Camp of Redfeathcr. I have entered your limericks in the competition, and I hope I shall soon another letter from you. Flying Beetle: You are the first “flyinjr beetle” to reach the Wigwam and I hav* given you that name as you desire. You may send me stories any time you wjfh. I shall always be glad to sec them. Young Morning: It seems quite a tim« since Young Morning paused unde- the Totem Pole, but I have not forgotten this Brave. Many thanks for your competition entry. Sun-flecked Shadow: That is a fin* poem. Sun-flecked Shadow. I wonder if we shall ever see just such a flight of birds over the Wigwam. I hope you will

manage to gain those three badges. Council Rocfc: Greetings and welcome. Council Rock. The Wigwam widens 9s circle to include our Mount Albert scribe. That pound night must have been a great success Big Sea Water: Many thanks for i! • Calliope notes. Big Sea Water. Did your seal reach you? Good wishes to your company from the Wigwam. I wonder if you will succeed in retaining ths Trident? , . White Cloud: Congratulations c-n km: appointed scribe for the West airee. Church of Christ Troop. Would you please include your private address when you forward your first report? And will you thank your Scoutmaster for hi' letter? Greetings to White Cloud from the tribes of Redfeather. _ ~ Bear Tooth: Welcome, Bear Troth, and many thanks for your limerick, vvnai tidings of Brave Hunter? Is he son following the chase? . Three Feathers: It was a wise im omen i when you decided to become a Cmeiuthe Wigwam. Three Feathers. Do you like the name I have given yon . i• entered your limerick in the cornpetiuo • Red Star: The great scroll wiU isnort o be going to the printer and, altnougn keep listening, there is no ping of » arrow from Red Star. You are not wk in bed, are you? Waving Plume: Your report has com to hand, Waving Plume. What a lul Brave you are. Did your capta. • write that fine story for Rangers m u last number of “The Dominion Gin Snow: Yes, I liked that poem by Harvest Moon, too. Tnat * a strange dream you had about htueti Star. If she had been in the coper I am sure she would have won ■ - prizes. Pink asters form the chiei warn decorations to-day. Mountain i Flying Cloud: Those lilies are full of secrets, Flying Cloud. **«*»£. they tell them to the moths that ny ' by thq light of the moon, and that ; accourtfc for those luminous eyes. * once tnut moths are the souls ox saken nffflidens and that that beat blindly back to the light. * , 0 you for those limericks. My greetings you and Midnight Hunter. . Herald of Dawn: Another letter this faithful Devonport mernber. you feeling very excited about tne ming sports? I hope your comoany be well represented in the prize iat.