LET’S SHOW THEM

Press, Volume CII, Issue 30100, 6 April 1963, Page 10

LET’S SHOW THEM

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The Taupo Public Relation! Office is looking for an overseas tourist willing to place himself in the hands of experienced shooters and fishermen for a day. . . . “We believe it is possible for an overseas' tourist to catch a trout in the morning, shoot a pig at lunchtime and stalk a deer In the evening,” said the public relations officer, Mr W. Keys.— Newspaper item He landed from the Cruise Ship, With a bright well-breakfasted Smile, And the eager Glance of a Man resolved To DO the Lot, in Style. There wasn’t a Map or a Guide on Board That he hadn’t faithfully read. He’d loaded his Camera ana changed his Bucks For genuine Pounds (N.Z.). His Rod, his Gun and his Waders, With other more intimate Freight— His Vitamin Pills, his choice Cigars, His Flask of Bourbon Straight— Stacked in the sleek Ranch-wagon Were a Sight for covetous Eyes! Who wouldn’t nave wished to travel with HIM And share those rich Supplies? To the handiest Lake they drove him At the Speed the Case demanded. Fish! they said, and he fished—one Cast And the Trout of his Life was landed. Time for a Drink—let’s make it quick! Up to the Bush they dragged him. Shoot that Pig! and the Pig lay dead. Pride of the Man that bagged him. In the Beauty of the Evening Sulking the Hills, they got him— The Monarch of the Glen Himself, On Schedule, as they shot him. Sharp at Eleven the Ship sailed. Midnight saw her steer Homeward bound with SAY, what a Man! What a Fish! What a Pig! What a Deer!