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i_ IChildren's Corner. J BY UNCLE JOHN I I I Thank you for the drawings. Aft3r j Uncla Harold, Uncle Archie, Gnde i Stanley, and the others havo sat- as ¡ judges 011 the pictures we will give you our adjudication, but? ot course, that 1 I cannot be to-day. inat hint 1 gave about getting you j to prove that yuur fathers or modiv'rs, or both, are poets was qute a liappy hit." 1 am sure wo suaU have a sp?n- did competition, and mat the poetry sent in will help to make the ?oi-n?- more intarcst?g than ever. Bwcrai charuiing coiupOEitions have already I come in, and, in order to show you the I hind 01 poetry I wanted, and still want, j let us glance at a couple ot gems now I on the table. Mary Gienys Watkins, Gendros, I Fforostfachy says Axy iatner has tried I a good attempt at poecry for me to send I in, and I think it is a very nice one. i iviy brother has been winning some I prices, and I am jealous of him. chat x will v,. in. i our Slllccre nicce, I Mary Glenys Vtatkins. I Here is the pootry; ENGLAND AT WAR. II Now glory to our England As she ri?eg, culm and grand, With the ancient spine in her eyes, N' The ?ood sword lnl her hand. Her royal right on battle-ground II >V as, aye, to bear the brunt; j Now, ?tijg?nd, for one passionate j bound, j j And tako thy place in front. It would be a p??y to object to the! I word Englan d,considering wiiat I' Wales did in the Bli?iah Army, 00 I only mention that point in passing. I j asked for poetry, and have had it; and, j as the war is over (or supposed to be), it I j is nice to turn to "Peace" for a sUb-II 1,3 n i ??z to ie-et:- I 8, Eichmond-road, Uplands, Swansea, l1er unÜs John,—'This is my entry for the poetry conlP,etition melltlOlled in ¡I. the Children? Corner lately. It is quite ? original, as I can prove. PEACE. I Tlio Ange-I of Peace has come onee mere, I To comfort this sorrowing land; Sho will strive to right the wrong of the fight, "With the touch of her healing hand. She will do her best, we need not fear, To free this, sad world from pain; Sho-will banish wrong, and ere very long, The song will return again. Then war will ba a thing of the past, And bloodshed will not be known; And our Empire true, with its red, white I and blue, Shall govern the world from its throne. I I am, yours truly, Gareth Crwyg Wil- liams. Many thanks. I need scarcely Eny that, although reading them now, these two Little poems will be included in the com- petition. They are published in advance to induce others to follow the example zif these children and their kind parents. SOME IRISH FUNNIOSITtS. I Dear Uncl e John,—I have never tried to win a prize before, so I am sending a few jokes and riddles on to you to try and win a prize.. An Irishman and an American were boasting ana day which had the finest vegetables in their countries. The Am- erican said his father had grown a cab- bage weighing 10 tons; "so can you beat that. Pat ? No," said pat, but my mother lias a saucepan at home that has A bowl like a ten-ton tr-Lic-k." What is that for? &aid the American. To put your cabbage in," said Pat." Two Irishmen were in a public-house ono day. One was live foot tall and cheeky; the was six foot" tall. The shorter one gave the tall one fome iicek, so the tall one knocked him down to the floor. As he lay on the floor he ooked up at the tall Irishman and said, You walt until I fetch my brother Mikf." Fifteen minutes iat&r he re- II ti-ii-ned with his brother, who said. Show me the man who struck our Dennis? "rIll, him," paid tliio tall man. Mike looked Mp at him and said, "Stire, man, you are big enough to strike him again, too! I am, your niece, Bcsie Jones, 103, Vale of Neath-road, Port Tennant, Swan- sea. My age is 11 years and 9 months. QUERIES AND QUIPS. I Luther Davies, Kyecroit, uorivycla- rdafl, Gowerton, September 24. 1919, writes:— Dear Uncle John,—I am very inter- ested in your Coiner, and I always will be. J. am sending a few riddles. So here they are:— Mr Elephant: Which is the Quickest way to the station, boy ? Boy: Run there, sir. Auntie; "What do you do at school. Tommy ? Tommy: Nothing but wait until its tim to come home. When is your face not your face?— When it is a little pail (pale). Wh?t is it that is still, when alive, and m?€s about when dead?-A w&?Hung, stick. If you were up in a balloon and wanted to change a shilling, what would you d,o ?-You would only need to tase forty- M?ht ?;tars, and they would oe far things (farthings)., „ • Good msht now, watever,remarks Aumt Mary, Jwcans sh? w?nt? to put the r ?A?e tidy for to-morrow, 60 we must break up our little party once more.

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