Previous letters pages can be found here. I had been hoping to find the next few issues before I ran out but it’s a year and a half since my last post and I still haven’t managed to get them. I have added a few magazines to my collection since then, and in fact just bought three today, but the missing ones from volume two (#14 and 15) still elude me…

Letters page from Volume 2, issue 12.    9th – 22nd June, 1954.

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LETTER PAGE

 1. A letter from Jennifer Dibbens, 60 Park Road, Ryde, Isle of Wight
Dear Enid Blyton,
I read the letter from the robin, in your magazine, and I put a net bag in my garden, full of feathers from the chickens, and bits of wool. Once morning I aw sparrows on it, pecking out the feathers, In three days the bag was empty and I have had to fill it twice since, I am pleased to help the birds as I am a Busy Bee.
Yours truly,
Jennifer Dibbens

(I am glad you tried the “Lucky Bag” idea with such success, Jennifer!)

2. A letter from Robert Stallard, Beldevere, Connington, Somerset.
Dear Enid Blyton,
Every day my sister and I did small jobs for Mummy. We dusted the rooms tidied up and went to the farm to get eggs. We did other things as well. We have collected 6s. for the Blind Children. This morning we both had our Sunbeam badges. I am going to shine brightly for you.
Lots of love from,
Robert Stallard

(You are very kind, Robert. I liked your letter very much.)

3. A letter from June Hunt, 10 Mile End Avenue, Hatfield, Doncaster.
Dear Enid Blyton,
I enjoy your magazine more than anything in the world. At school we have finished “Five Go Off to Camp,” and we liked it very much. We have just started “Five Get Into Trouble.” I know I shall enjoy it because I have read it many times before. I haven’t any more to say except to thank you for our wonderful magazine, and God bless you.
Yours sincerely,
June Hunt

(What a nice little letter, June. I am glad you like our magazine.)

Good to see another letter from a boy – and one who dusts and tidies no less.

I wish I’d had more teachers like June’s. I don’t think any of my teachers so much as uttered Enid Blyton’s name at school!