WILL-O'-THE-WISP.

Auckland Star, Volume LI, Issue 122, 22 May 1920, Page 17

WILL-O'-THE-WISP.

I went in quest of- the profiteer, <' '■ ■ And -my -heart- was-;ir6e- from -guile;, I merely wondered if, be were grey, And wore his bat In .the usual, way.. And If he could sometimes", smile— I did not wish for his blood, you See;. It was love'of-science 'prompted mc.. Old Browne, who's head of a "big "tine" Grew hot when he talked of him; ■-• He vowed that tbe breed, was all -about, And be breathed a prayer In wprds devout But with supplication grim, ■ « That a terrible-snare or a pitfall black Should He in wait.on the shrewd Rogues track. ... A wholesale butcher with rage" grew red; A man who i owned • ships .was stern; They both agreed that the thief was vile; Drapers and grocers were wroth the while They roasted him to a turn; A society dame, with face of brass. Wept lond for "us of (lie middle class. They all bad witnessed his wiles and crimes And had trembled before his name. I hurried on in-my honest quest .; "With never a pause for bite or rest, . I Defeat, I admit,- with shame, I have found his victims far and near; i But' where'■ the -deuce is tbe' profiteer? -.''Sydney Bulletin."