Under the "Totem-Pole"

Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 759, 4 September 1929, Page 14

Under the "Totem-Pole"

Letters to Redfeather are answered as follow:—Golden Birch: lour last report with its decorations in colour is a beautiful piece of work, Golden Birch, and those owls on the branch have a very wise look. What a clever scribe yon are. I hope captain had a happy time at training camp. Some Wigwam wishes for Cavell . . . Red Star: Flying Cloud wonders if you have noticed that Spring is here. I think you have been acutely aware of this fact for several weeks, don't you. Red Star? ... Lone Wolf: Yes, let it bo in rhyme by all means. I wonder if it is possible . . . Little Stalker: Welcome to the Camp of Redfeather. Little Stalker. I hope the competitions will always interest, you . . . Straight Feather: As punctual as the morning. Straight Feather. Many thanks for your interesting Ellerslie notes . . . Daydream: You were wise to write your letter out in the sunshine. Daydream. A patoh of sunshine is playing across the Totem Pole this very moment. Many thanks for your poem. Yes, that story by Harvest Moon was very good . . Bluebird: I was glad to hear again from this faithful scribe. Did you play’ that match against Tabutimai last Saturday? A good wish f°r Bluebird and the Guides of Second St. David s . . . Wind Flower: Your Kaitaia notes have come safely’ to hand. Wind Flower. Your stall was a wonderful success, and I am glad you were able to add so much to the company coffers ... Moon Glow: Yours seem 3 a very happy company, and I am always glad to have your news. Many thanks for your tidings of the. St. Peter’s Guides . . • Flying Cloud: I could hear Soring herself rustling through the grass as T read your letter. Flying Cloud. She has surely called at Howick. I am glad y°u are able to hold a pen again. Little Swift Canoe and Red Star will be gln-1 to have your kinl thoughts . . . Lone. Eagle: Your Devonport news is j very interesting this time. August was an active month for your troop. I hope I your representatives will win many’ lau: - j els at the boxing •4urnam# , nt. A MAMMOTH Xobody grew potatoes like tbos* | grown by Pat. At least, that w* l what Pat thought. i He had been bragging about them j to a visitor, who was duly impressed.^ “You might send me fifty pounds.” said the visitor. “Here’s my address. “I’m afraid I can't do that,” replied Pat. “You see, I make it a rule nevsr to sell half a. potato!’*