AULD LAND SYNE

Press, Volume LXXXI, Issue 24678, 22 September 1945, Page 6

AULD LAND SYNE

* [By WHIM WHAM] The News reverts from War to Peace; Old Fads, new Follies, find Release; Issues half-dead creep out from Cover Like the first Flies when Winter’s Over; And stiff-limb'd Sports that long have been Missed from the international Scene Make brief and shy Appearances Off-stage, awaiting Entrances. Here's News, as from a distant Star, How Miss Kate Kerr, of Miramar, Dealt Thirteen Clubs, against a Weight Of Odds one dares not contemplate! Across the Tasman a whole Nation’s Chess Aces spring to Action Stations; And, Star of quite a different Course, One reads of Sleepy Fox (a Horse). Bombers, less Bombs, fly up and down To smash a Record, not a Town. Hurricanes. Murders, vie for our Attention with Atomic Power, Once More, in Terms there’s no mistaking, A Bishop girds at Sabbath-breaking. Outward and visible Signs are These Of Peace and Peace Activities. The World may learn, the World may change; But These are neither now nor strange The Shape of Things to Come takes on The Shape of Things that haven't gone.