TOY HOUSES

Sun (Auckland), Volume IV, Issue 946, 12 April 1930, Page 31

TOY HOUSES

There are many hinds of paper houses to cut from paper bags. A large bag cut off short will make the best house. After the bag has been cut to the right height, draw doors and windows on it, or, if you like it better, cut them out. A chimney is made by rolling a little tube of paper 3in long, and then cutting a hole in the top of the bag and sticking it in. If you want to imitate a log cabin, take a brown crayon, and draw lines along the sides of the paper house to imitate the rough logs. If you prefer an airplane hangar, use two paper bags, one large, one small, and place the smaller on top of the larger. A skyscraper is easy to make. Use a tall bug and draw a great many windows in it making it look like a tall office building. It is great fun to make a whole paper bag town. The girls can make the houses, and the boys the schools, churches and public buildings, and then you could give your town a name. To decorate the houses you could add thimbles with small plants in them. —Sent in, by Una Kelly. ALL CONVENIENCES I have a doll’s house with four rooms. It has a drawing: room, a living - room, a bc-droom, a bathroom and a p.rettv side porch. It also has a real chimney. My Uncle Jack made it for me. He made the furniture, too. and it is lovely. Another Uncle Jack put electric light in it. Jessie McKay Rankin, aged 9.

AUTUMN Autumn, Autumn, what have you done? The leaves were so green, so green; And full of song was the great oak-tree. But now it’s as bare as it can be— There isn’t a single leaf to be seen; And there isn’t a ray of sun. Why did you sweep the summer away And turn all the green leaves brown ? The branches are all so black, so black. The leaves He dead in the forest track And never a bird sings all the day Now you've torn the summer down. A PLAYFUL KITTEN During the evenings Tiki gets so lively and excited that anyone who does not know the customs of kittens might easily think he is mad. He bounds up the side of a chair, and leaps down the other side, then scurries into another room under the dressing table, leaps on the bed, turns a somersault or two, rolls over the edge of the bed and lands on the floor on his head or back. After he has collected his scattered wits sufficients he runs back into the room, and begins to chew and frantically pull my gym. girdle. Of course. I have to bear thL all in patience, as 1 could not takaway a baby’s plaything. The other day Tiki had been playing for hours with an old girdle and, becoming utterly exhausted, had fallen asleep with the girdle hanging out of his open mouth. It was a pretty sight to see that little creature, too tired to play any longer, and looking so peaceful and contented in his sleep. —Sylvia Wood house.