THE HOLLOW TREE.

Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 774, 21 September 1929, Page 37

THE HOLLOW TREE.

I MESSAGES FOR SUMBEAfAS.

The Hollow Tree closes each week on Wednesday at 5 p.m.

Letters to the Dawn I.ady are answered as follow :

Olive Bennett, Te Papapa: The LitU© rhought was delighted with that poew, Olive, and he is quite sure that daisy chains and such things are magic. If ever he finds a four-leaved clover he carefully tucks it into the heel of one of his little pointed shoes. Iris Reeves, Ponsonby: Two letters from Iris, the first all about two little pet rabbits anti the second a sad story of how they were killed by a dog. Some dogs seem to think that all furry things are made to chase and kill. Your competition entries have reached me, Iris, and I like your poem. Have you recovered from that cold? Eileen Walters, Eilerslie: “-Lady Dawn" is lucky having such a kind little friend. That beautiful bouquet of -violets and freesias made me very happy, Eileen. Do you still hang your slippers out to dry on “cot-planes?” My love to you and your brother. Frank Malam. Oratia: I just loved hearing about your baby goat, Frank, and the Little Thought sends a kind wish to your per. Pome Happy Town sunshine for Master Frank. Betty Mabey. Maramarua: The fairies must know “Mummie Peg,” Hetty, for she looks very young. Thank jou for sending me her photograph and those verses. How exciting finding that little new foal under the wattle trees. That is another pet for you. Margaret McLoughlin. Otahuhu: A now baby brother? And do you nurse him, Margaret? The mumps might haye waited until after the holidays. Isu t “mumps” a queer name? Many thanks for your story. llonka Erdrnan, Mangere Bridge: Three busy little people and one of them writing to me. Most wet days mean a harvest of Happy Town letters, llonka. Is Cousin Douglas stilt staying with you .' Norma Christensen. Milford: A little girl with a fairy in her pocket? That is a pretty theme for a story. I like those verses, too. Don’t forget the route to Happy Town when you go to TakaninJ. Uriel Humphreys. Mount Albert: Happy Town is full of cloud babies tins week, Uriel. Thank you for your story. Lily Bauern, Grey Lynn: Some little people can make pleasure for themselves even though they do not go away for their holidays, and I think you uiinst be one of them, Lily. I was glad to hear from you again. . .. , rh Elizabeth Christine. Auckland. TO© Little Thought saw the smallest Dixie Postman setting off down tiptoe Street in his best cap and carrying a pretty spring posy, but when he asked him his destination the poor little fellow blushed with confusion. There was a sprig of forget-me-not in the posy. Elizabeth. Dudley Badham, Karo Kare: You are a clever little artist, Dudley, and those daffodils look very natural. I hope you will paint some more flowers for m ©*, Keith Wilkinson. Auckland: I am going to put a wee piece of your birthday ©£«© under my pillow tonight, Keith. Jne Little Thought says l am sure to dream of you. Thank you also for that charming snow baby. How wonderful he must have looked ski-ing across the icing, x am keeping that eighth candle, too. My best love and thanks, Ttttle man. Yvonne McMahon, Grey Lynn: A Dixie Postman with a merry smile dellveiea your competition stpry, Yvonne. Bertha Davies. Pukekohe: Poor MT. Tipping has had many exciting udventures*. Bertha, and the Sunbeams have drowned him many times over. isn x■ lucky that he is only the hero of a lnneriek competition? A warm welcome. Miss Pukekohe. i = Desmond Jenkins, Auckland: That is a quaint story of the little girl and shoemaker, Desmond. I wonder what -he did with the shoes after all. Bessie Morris, Waiuku: Horatio has arrived in Tiptoe Street, Bessie. Many thanks for your entry. _ Betty Bellingham, Parnell: Welcome, Miss Parnell. Yes, lam sure you,win he a loyal Sunbeam. Do you k.now Gloria Rawlinson and Kitty Moßeftth who live in your street? The Little Thought sends you a friendly smile.

■Muriel Taylor, Mercer: You are luck 1 having trips like those, Muriel, and I eu joyed your description of the springtime world. Soon all the trees will be wealing their bright new cloaks of green. Sheila Hogben, Parnell: I wonderei what had become of my little firend, ant here I find she has been in Christchurcl for four months. That was a long holi day, Sheila. How is Margot? Thanl you for answering the Competition Bell Joyce Martin, Mount Eden: You fount

the hidden people in the picture, Joyce, but it was not a competition. I wonder if you will paint the little maypole people? Murray Gittos, Epsom: Welcome, Murray Your story is very good, and I hope you’ will keep up your work. What an adventurous time those airmen had in the sky. Ailsa Henderson. Ponsonby: Your entry for the limerick competition has reached me safely. Ailsa. A Happy Town thought for this faithful member. Lulu Milne, Otorohanga: Many thanks, Lulu. There is an inspiring message in those few simple lines. Elsie Garland, Auckland: Elsie is now h HaDDV Town Sunbeam. The v\ oodpecker sends some lucky taps to our new m jo'hn r Ehlers. Mount Eden: Tes. the cloud babies look cosj, John, but they always have to cuddle together to keep warm. And you have been put up at school for being a good boj . I am „lad to hear that. . -«■ , _. ni Mavis O’Meara, Thames. -^ ou

vy need to take good care of that sprained u- ankle, Mavis. What a picture the hillie side must be with all those fruit trees r- 111 blossom. I enjoyed your letter verv much. bd , /> ,8a S e Brown, Waiheke: Yes, I had a ->ri let *er from Audrey this week. How tame your rabbit is. I should love to have a : Picture of hhn on your shoulder. The 11 ~ hittle Thought is the Happy Town iK messenger who knows all about every- , thing. If you forgot to write to me he id would remind you, although you might

not be able to see him. 'When the Dawn Lady thinks of a Sunbeam the Little Thought pays that particular one a visit, and that is why there are always so many letters in the Happy Town mail. Pamela Joyce, Remuera: I shall look forward to reading your story, Pamela. Many thanks for that dainty sachet. It has a very sweet perfume. Ailsa McKenna, Paeroa: Now that was an ideal holiday, Ailsa, and I am sure you enjoyed the pillow fight every morning. Did you make the feathers fly? Emily Hooper. Mount Eden.—Yes, that was surely your lucky day, Emily. Your limerick has arrived. Those fire drill classes will be interesting. June Smith, Edendale: The Hollow Tree was very full last week, June, and I could not give each Sunbeam a separate reply, but here you are all by yourself again. Sometime the Sunbeams have to play a game of “Sardines,” but that is only when there is not enouerh

I space to answer you all. Thaiik you i for your limerick. Margaret Belton, Herne Bay: I do not think a crayon competition would be I much of a success, Margaret, though numbers of Sunbeams crayon the painting pictures. Supposing you try these little maypole people? All competitions are judged according to age. John Macdonaid, Grey Lynn: Yes, you must have felt very little when you were standing by those big ships, John, but even their captains were little bo vs once * L lik© your limerick, and I hope you will soon have plenty of chicks. Leslie Strude, Devonport: You found the hidden faces in the picture, Leslie, yoU a * so * or letting me see that Norman Lydster, Takapuna: A lullaby ££« a nddle -ine- r e e from Norman. I like them both very much. George Tindle, Papatoetoe: Welcome, oeorge. Can you see the Woodpecker peeping out of the Hollow Tree? He always flutters his wings when I am writing to a new Sunbeam. How does he know, I wonder? Ray Newman. Birkenhead: Your Jimermk has reached me safely, Ray. Mr. ™ ra J lo 4. Tl ? plngr is a very popular person just at present. Les Buchanan, Gisborne: Your letter was written a long time ago, Les. Lid pou forget to post It? Let me tell vou s?-fet A little Sunbeam in Lumsden in the Far South enters for all the painting competitions, and each time her me with two or three days Harold Smith. Edendale: Yes I was very busy last week, Harold. Puzzle thi£ P ? What n wo i uld Pl T t d 0 0f Mthout do m’v let t?r opener? I was. glad to face y our limerick vm, ea £Ar de^? on ', Raetihi: Yes. I am sure j , ' ® bll pleased to see Margaret back at school. I have a verv knee aph ° f her " ith a bab y doll on her Lydster, Takapuna: Mister Wind out st rvri, e a vvi ls ? V me blowing- the stars ? ui ; What do you think about it? I like that wee poem. Ethel Hodson, Manurewa: Your limerick reached me by Pixie Post, Ethel. My best love and thanks. y Cathleen Fletcher, Glen Eden: Many happy return, Cathleen. This is the very day, isn t it? I have entered your limerick in the competition and left vour wit *L,J :h€ L Woodpecker for Nancy Mailer, Elizabeth Christine, Jean McIndoe and Patricia Sheridan. Yes, that was a splendid sheaf of original verse last week. Rowena Asher, Tokaanu: The Little Thought was charmed with his letter. Rowena. He says to tell you he is sorry about that hurt ankle and that he hopes you will recover as quickly as the smallest Pixie Postman did last week. I have entered your story in the competition and am glad to hear of your success at school. How is your mother? I hope she will soon be well. Molly Marmont, Mt. Roskill: Your entry has come safely to Happy Town, little Miss Molly. Lillian Govan, Grey Lynn: You are not having a very happy time just now, Lillian, but I hope you will soon be well. It will be splendid if you are able to visit Tauranga next holidays. Eileen Gracie, Glen Eden: Happy Town was surely a bower of spring last week, Eileen. You will feel very happy when you have realised your ambition to become a Guide. Joy Hill, Gloria Rawlinson, Nola Craig and Jean Cramp will find your love with friend 'Woodpecker. Phyllis Whaley, Devonport: Two limericks from Phyllis. Thank you very much, Miss Devonport. Gloria Rawlinson, Parnell: How is Tango? Is he busy chasing pussies from the pussy-willow tree? October 1 is not very far away now, Gloria. Percy Hodson, Manurewa: “He signed himself P. Hodson like a grown-up man,” said the Little Thought, “but he is just my little friend Percy.” Your limerick has arrived. Master Manurewa. Iris Powell. Huntly: My love and thanks, Iris. I have entered it in the competition. Nancy Mclntyre, Grey Lynn: I think you will always be among the good scribes, Nancy, for j our letters are beautifully neat. Many thanks for answering the Competition Dell. Ellen Fleming: Please will you let me have your full address, Ellen. I sent you a card, but it did not reach you. Ruth Parkes. Whangarei: Who forgot to sign her letter? Tim Dawn Lady' had to reach for her thinking cap. Audrey Christie has been in hospital, but she was better when last she wrote. That was 9. happy party at Doris Gray’s place. Phyllis Heathcote. Te Aroha: A warm welcome and much love, Phyllis. I hope you will soon tell me all about yourself. Margaret Mears, Otahuhu: That poem

is very amusing, Margaret. I shall send you another card. Doris Gray, Whangarei: The Doorkeeper says he noticed a cat with a kink in its tail not far from Tiptoe Street, but when he mentioned your name it did not look even faintly intelligent. I don’t think it could have been yours, Doris. What a wonderful party you had. I was glad to see your limerick. Ailsa Stuart, Morningside: That is good news in your letter, Ailsa, and I am sure the fairy Good Fortune is waiting just round the corner. The Doorkeeper is wearing that spray of forget-me-not in his button-hole, and the Joyshop Man has claimed your rosebud painting. Audrey Morrison is wondering if you received her last letter. My best love, little lady. Douglas Rogers, Eilerslie: Sick in bed and. the medicine is nasty? This will never do. Doctor Spring- Sunshine will soon make you well. Thank you for that drawing, Douglas. You surely captured “Smithy’s” smile. I have left your regards with the Woodpecker for Edward Sutton and Dudley Badham. Esme Peacocke, Epsom: Your little poem and your limerick have reached me safely, Esme. A good wish for this Happy Town singer. Audrey Morrison, Whangarei: I am glad you have such an interesting correspondent in Australia, Audrey. Yes, we have some clever little poets in Happy Town. Gloria has quite a collection of printed poems now. The "Woodpecker is guarding your love for Ailsa Stuart and Alsace Brown. Nancy Waller, Penrose: Margaret Jones is 13, Nancy. I do hope Norma will soon be well. Your pen-friend in Australia will be glad to have those Happy Town pages. Jean Mclndoe, Joyce Thomson, Irene Retter and Cathleen Fletcher will find those kind thoughts in the Hollow Tree. Ronald Enright, Hamilton: Thank you for letting me know about your new address, Ronald. I hope you will soon i be settled in your new home. Elsie Orams, Thames: So the Lady Spring has been scattering her snow in the Thames orchards? She seems to be everywhere all at once, doesn't she, Elsie? Thank you for your limerick entry. Delma Schulz, Takapuna: Hamilton is a fine place, Delma, and I am glad you enjoyed your holiday there. Don’t forget to post the maypole picture if you paint it. My best love to this good scribe. Ernest Humberstone, Rotowaro: I shall look forward to hearing all about that game against Glen Massey, Ernest. I wonder if your team -will still be invincible. Many thanks for your interesting letter. Winnie McDonald, Morrinsville: Poems and pictures from Winnie. Your letters are always full of treasures. Grace Brown, Grey Lynn: “From Sunbeam Grace,” said the tallest Pixie Postman, with a mysterious air. My love and thanks, Miss Grey Lynn. Sylvia Webb, Edendale: Yes, i w'ould know which Sunbeam had been writing to me if you signed your letters merely “Sylvia,” but it might puzzle the Pixie Postmen as we have several Sunbeams with that name. Thank you for your cloud babies. Jean Mclndoe, Eileen Gracie, Cathleen Fletcher, Norma AYaller and Nola Craig will be glad you have remembered them. Joy Hill, Mt. Albert: Thelma Burling, M'iro Street, Ohakune, wonders if you would like to write to her. Thelma is a charming little girl. Shirley Houston, Frankton Junction: And what are you going to plant in that | new garden, Shirley? Doctor Spring I Sunshine is sure that everything will grow. I was glad to tee your limerick. Meryla Webb. Edendale: Yes, I love the sound of wind and rain, too, Meryla. They make music for everyone. Many thanks for your story and limerick. Gay du Faur, Kitty Merman and Jean Gillanders will find your love messages with our trusty W oodpecker. Irene Retter, Mt. Eden: And you wrote ■ your letter at half-past six in the morning. all in a world of spring? You are an ‘ early riser, Irene. Oh. yes, the middle- | sized Pixie Postman takes great care of | that suit you made him, and he presses it neatly every evening. He blushed 1 with delight when I gave him your love j message. Thelma Burling, Ohakune: So you think I wear a flower-petal gown? 1 smiled when 1 read that part of your letter, Thelma. Thank you for that posy of Ohakune violets and primroses. They Were still quite fresh when they arrived. I like your story, too. Joy Hill, Jean Mclndoe, and Elizabeth Christine will be glad to have your kind wishes. I hope you will have a happy birthday tomorrow, Thelma. Dorothy White, Hamilton: Alsatians have a reputation for being vicious, Doro-

thy, but some of them make fine pets. I love big collies, with their questioning : eyes. When you decide on a dog 1 shall find a name for him. Thank you j very much for your story, poem and that illustrated limerick. Are you having ! plenty of sunshine? Nancy Walker, Birkenhead: The first two verses of your poem are very good. Nancy. My love and thanks to this ‘ happy Sunbeam. Edwyna Stone, Onehunga: Yes, this is surely a world of spring, Edwyna. Do ! you know a poem that begins: “Loveliest j of trees the cherry now is hung with j bloom along the bough”? I am glad that, Betty’s mother is so much stronger. Helen Craig, Mt. Wellington: The Woodpecker is glad to see your name in the Hollow Tree, too, Helen. You found last week's hidden Sunbeam. Thank you for answering the Competition Bell. Constance Knight, Papatoetoe: "As a sign of the times they are making rhymes,” said a Pixie Postman, handing me an entry from Constance. Mary Rawlinscn, Hamilton: Thank you for your limerick entry, Mary. No, I did not see those operas. What fun you had at the fancy-dress dance. Gloria and Joy* Hill will be glad to have your kind thoughts. Some Happy Town love for Mistress Mary.