PETER PAN’S LETTER

Waikato Times, Volume 125, Issue 20923, 30 September 1939, Page 21 (Supplement)

PETER PAN’S LETTER

I ■“ "** | J)EAR GIRLS AND BOYS, The other day Jenne crept into Peter’s room with such a ® sparkle in her eye that Peter felt quite sure she had been into fresh I mischief, but when that rascal had seated herself very comfortably at Peter’s window (which is her favourite place) she whispered, "Ooh, Peter, do you know I feel sure that there are to be Fair? Revels tonight, ’cause No-one and Anyone are very busy whispering together but the minute they see me they pretend to be asleep.” And the very next morning when Peter awoke and peeped out of his bedroom window, there in the middle of the emerald lawn was a fairy circle of daisies with their white petals just faintly tipped with pink. Jenne was so excited when she saw it that Peter is afraid that that sprite was very late for school that morning. Then the Circle People went for another trip to the country and although at times there were silvery showers of rain the countryside looked like a scrap of fairyland. The hillsides were still covered with golden gorse and the periwinkles, blue and starry, were rioting over the old tree stumps or peeping gaily from beneath the hedges of hawthorn trees which were just beginning to show the (2) tips of their crumpled white flower petals. Not far away Peter | found the very first golden kowhai tree in bloom and around their ® drooping, bell-like petals the little bee folk were having such a ® busy time. (g The gardens have changed their golden robes of daffodils and if) jonquils for the brighter ones of rosy ranunculi and scarlet anemones §! and the tulip people are just ready to burst into a riot of colour. § Then there are masses of Argentine peas, shining mistily blue over ® the brown wall and scattering their very own perfumes upon the (•) wings of the Wind Child to mingle with the sweet scents of the ® freezias. ® As Peter writes this letter to you the golden sunbeam fairies ® are flitting through the open window and dancing amongst the bow) jg of golden marigolds and the very last violets which Jenne and the ® Sunshine Girl found hiding beneath green leaves. I But here comes the Printer Man again and he is in such a cross mood these last few days that Peter expects he had better not keep him waiting, so lots and lots of love to you all, little members. From yours, iOn-top-of-the-world, ®®®®e Cry' '