Dawn
Over the hills the eastern light Breaks as the stars fade up on high, And now the dawn dispels the .night,: The rosy morn draws swiftly high.
A'bird’s first call, a lonely cry, The morning dew is on the lawn, The rising' sun lights up the sky And soon appears the golden ' morn. —DEIDRE O’CALLAGHAN.
"Fred: I can fight anyone. Bill: Can you fight my brother? -Fred: Of course I can. ' Bill: Fuhny, • 1 haven’t one. > V, —HUGH MORRIS, 1 Oxford."
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Press, Volume LXXV, Issue 22823, 23 September 1939, Page 1 (Supplement)
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82Dawn Press, Volume LXXV, Issue 22823, 23 September 1939, Page 1 (Supplement)
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