TRAVEL
There's many a way, as'you well know, Of getting where you want to go.
When off for school, it makes you feel . So proud to mount your own gooo
But when excursions take you fa'i You go with father in the .
Of course, for speed an aeroplane Can beat the time of any ' —-•
When walking tires, you count it luck To get a ride in even a .
Of all the summer pleasures, tevr Can equal paddling a —-;
Although it's fun to be afloat In any kind of worthy— -.
But, oh, for travel, nothing's finer < Than sailing on an ocean !
(Aunt Amelia liked this poem, but she said tlie fourth verse was the best.—L,G.)
"Call your dog off, boy, before hj« bites me." . "I daren't, miss, his nama » Caesar!" —ELEANOR TOMLINSON, L.8.H., - BrookSiafli
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Press, Volume LXXIII, Issue 22195, 11 September 1937, Page 5 (Supplement)
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133TRAVEL Press, Volume LXXIII, Issue 22195, 11 September 1937, Page 5 (Supplement)
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