WOE TO JOY.

Auckland Star, Volume LXV, Issue 147, 23 June 1934, Page 8 (Supplement)

WOE TO JOY.

A GIANT'S UPLIFT.

SEVEN FEET HIGH, WEIGHS 21 ST.

Bill Olding, 7ft 4in in his socks, had his first real look at London last month —and London had a look at him. Twenty-four hours before lie had been seven feet of woe. No one would give him a job, and he would only go out at dusk.

Now Bill is overwhelmed with offers of jobs. At nineteen he is now going to enjoy himself for the first time, and throw his 21 stone into the first day's work he has ever done.

Bill had said that he always found girls shy of him. He cannot get out of his mind the one who told him to go back to the backwoods. So he went to see some of the pretty girls at a" West End store. One mannequin shrieked "Polyphemus!" when she saw him.

Tube Whistlers. "I've never seen anything like this," he whispered, as he wandered across aero after acre of flooring. "I never thought this kind of thing existed," ho went 011. "But, of course, I can see now my imagination has. been stifled. Being afraid to go out —except when it was getting dark." Then Bill took the tube and went to see the changing of the Guard at Whitehall. In the train some of the passengers whistled, "Have you ever seen a dream out walking?" Bill was finding fun in life for the first time, and he whistled with them, from somewhere up in the roof of the carriage.

The Guards were on parade when Bill arrived-—and everyone forgot to look at

the Guards. From there to the recruiting depot across Whitehall. But the sergeant just shook liis head. "I am afraid you are too big for us."