In Uerseland.

Auckland Star, Volume LXIX, Issue 226, 24 September 1938, Page 24 (Supplement)

In Uerseland.

IN NEW ZEALAND NOW,

(By Eleanor McKinnon. Mount Eden.) The kowhai blossoms sliine like gold. Along the river side, Spring, its crown begins to mould, To place on earth green and wide. The bell-bird listens to the thrush, Then sings another song, The tui then, when there's a tush, "Whistles loud and long. The streams go splashing in the sun, The rivers swiftly rush, And leaves unfold now one by one. And apple blossoms blush. The ferns are seen to move and wave, The flowers to nod and bend, And all the bees do misbehave, As their fragrant way they wend. For Spring is on the stage again. She is making her first bow. She is making all the wonders plain, In Xew Zealand now. THE ELF. (By Dorothy Shaw. R5. Princes Street, Onehunga.) I saw an elf upon a bough, He sat bo still there hour t>7 hour, His pointed cap and shoes of green, Could scarcely from the tree* be seen. I went to him and said, "hullo," Most fairy folk would want to go, When a mortal they did see, But he sat and stared at me. And then, to see if he was real. Right up behind him I did steal, I shook the leaf he sat upon, And then looked down, hut he had gone.

SPRING

(By Peggy McPherson, Horotln.)

Spring is here, it has come at laat, The pangs of winter now are past, The earth is clothed in verdant array, Full of colour bright and gay. The gardens are filled with rainbow hues, Golden and crimson, and delicate blues, The fruit trees are mantled in robes of

green, And franked in their bloasoms of rosy sheen. Little calves gambol and frisk at their

play. For how can they keep from being gay, The whole world in one rhythm does

swing, Played to Che tune of joyful spring.

MOON FAIRIES

(I?y Dorothy Hlmw. sr, 4 Princes Street, Om-hunira.) When I lay in my bed one night. And everything was ((iiiet. A moonbeam crept in through a crack, And shed a little liaht. A little silver slanting beam, Fell right across the floor, And though I'm sure I did not dream. This iii the sight I saw. Two pretty little fairy feet, Came dancing through the crack, And then some more small fairy folk. Came down the silver track. They all wore gowns of moonshine. And pretty slippers, too, Their curly hair was long and fine. And all had eyes of blue. •Just then I heard the wind without. Blowing through the trees, The blind it fell and rattled down. Rustling in the breeze. The fairies fled out through the crack. And then, just like a The moonbeam also disappeared, And left me in the dark. A DARK DEED. (By Audrey Hampton. 14. Westwell Road, Takapuna.) Creeping softly, glancing round, All alone, myself I found, Xo one else was in the room, T could work within the gloom. What a weight of guilt I feel, Coming with intent to steal. In that casket, 'neath it's lid. What a treasure should lie Jiid. Stealthily, the cover raise. Yes, it's full to my ama/.e. Thieving hand draws "nigh, and then, I've filled up my fountain pen! SPRING. (&ent In by Josephine Matieh, Walpapakaurl.) She walkfed among the snowdrops fair, With sunbeama playing in her hair, A smile upon her face so sweet, And silver slippers on her feet. Her name is spring. Her dress was of a golden hue, Her li[is were red, her eyes were blue, Her pretty wings were gold and green, Her cloak was of a silver sheen,

The fairy spring. The trees burst into tiny flowers, For spring, with all her magic powers. Had charmod the earth and made it eing, "Hail, ha.il, to ever glorious spring!"