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The Children's Corner

By

ARIEL

DEAR aLirrie Preorre-There couldn’t possibly be a paper without a children’s corner, could there? It would be just too dull for words, so I think we are going t. have this corner all to ourselves, just to play in, with no one to interfere. I want you to get heaps of fun and happiness from them. Now shall we start a Household Zoo?-and shall we make it a wireless zoo, dealing with some of those funny things ° that call on us. sometimes over the air? The three pictures on this . page will show’ you the kind of animals that prowl round every house! They were drawn by Reginald Palmer, au English artist, for his zoo, and I am sure we can make a lovely collection of our own, if we try. ‘What do you think a "howler" looks like? We hear him quite a lot these days. He always seems’ ta be hover-ng about when we are "listening-in." Capture him if you can, and draw’ him for the zoo. Write a verse about kim, and. use smooth-surface paper and Indian mk for your drawings, if possible. I will give a prize of 5s. for the best drawing and verse. Send them in by: August 10. I am expecting to see some wéird and wonderful creatures quite soon, I do wonder who is going to get the prize-Your pal, Arter.

STATIC SPARKS ‘American {to Englishman): I have a wireless set~-only 4 crystal one-but { can hear my wife singing in Canada. Englishman: That’s nothing! I’ve heard my wife stirring tea in China, and it’s only a tea-set. Elderly Movie Patron: No, my dear, T never can remember what pictures I have seen. They go in one eye and out the other. -- Our New Zealand railways are said to issne thousands of tickets every year. You wouldn’t think so, judging by the fuss they make when you happen to lose one! My brother is so strong that he tore up a pack of cards with one hand the other day."

"That’s nothing. My brother is far | stronger. He tore up the street with his feet." Maiden Aunt: And what’s brought you to Auckland, Billy? Country nephew: I came to see the sights, so I thought I’d cal) on you first. Little Girl to Little Boy: Do you believe there is a devil? Little Boy: No, of course not; it s like Santa Claus -only father, . The family were having an outing at the zoo. Stopping in front of the monkeys’ cage one of the little, boys said to his mother, "Oh, ma, doesn’t that monkey look like father?" "Hush, Bobbie," said his mother, severely; "how can you be so rude?" "But," ma," protested Bobbie, ‘‘the monkey didn’t hear me."’ "What on earth are you wearing all these coats for?" asked the neighbour.

Well," was the reply, "I’m going to| vaint my barn, and the directions on the paint-can say, ‘For best results put on three coats.’ "’ From a school examination: Q.: "What did Wolfe do at Quebec?" A.: "The wicked beast made war on little Red Riding Hood’.’"’ An old labourer had seen a telephone line being constructed along the roadway, and, being told "You can send stuff anywhere in the world with it," he replied: ‘‘Well, now, I'll send me boy, Dinny, in Cork, a pair of shoes " These he hung over the wire, and the followinig morning found a pair of old ones in their place ‘What a wonderful invention!’ he exclaimed; "‘he’s got the new shoes and sent his old ones back for repairs."

/ The teacher told the class the Equator is an imaginary line running round the world The hoy told his mother that there was a menagerie lion running round tle world. Mike, the new nightwatchman at the university had observed someone using ‘the big telescope. Just then a star fell. Well1 exclaimed Mike, that feller is sure a crack shot! Conscientions father: ‘‘Now, my son, tell me why I punished you?" ‘That’s it,’ blubbered the boy, indignantly. "First you pound the life ont of men, and then you don’t know what you’ve done it for." ‘ ‘‘Bxcuse me, sir, but would you mind moving your portmanteau from the gangway? I can hardly find room to stand."? ‘Move my portmanteau!" gasped the man. ‘Those, sir, are my feet!" "Ts that so? Then perhaps you would pile them one on top of the other"

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Radio Record, Volume I, Issue 1, 22 July 1927, Page 15

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The Children's Corner Radio Record, Volume I, Issue 1, 22 July 1927, Page 15

The Children's Corner Radio Record, Volume I, Issue 1, 22 July 1927, Page 15

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