MID-DAY.
(By Peggy Wright; nge 11 years.)
Up on the hill everything was drowsy. TCot a blade of the scorched grass quivered, not a leaf, not a twig! The pine trees loomed against the sky like sentinels, and on the dusty ground below them, midst some ugly rocks, were several dirty fir cones. There were white cobwebe on the gorse, whose golden flowers were dried up. There were no bird 3or butterflies to be seen. Only the cicadas chirped. Everything was basking in the hot rays of the mid-day sun.
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Auckland Star, Volume LXVI, Issue 70, 23 March 1935, Page 3 (Supplement)
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