None So Blind
r JJHEY were walking just behind me, and I noticed her for her irritating laugh, and him for the way in which he swung his bathing suit so that at every step I received a shower of second-hand salt water. I was walking along the shore from Hataitai to Evans Bay. It was twilight, and the tide was out. Beyond the little scolloped strip of stony sand the water was still and very blue, where the boats, anchored for the night, lay in an unpremeditated pattern. There were trim little launches, and yachts with their sails down and their tall masts and rigging looking in silhouette like leafless winter trees. The lights of Rongotai twinkled like glow-worms, and the pale moon shone a feeble torch across the water. The hills on the other side of the bay were dark blue, and behind them were pencilled clouds in the colours of the setting sun. Said the man behind me. “Thank goodness I’m going to Auckland next week, I’ll be glad to get out of this place.” Replied the girl, “Yes. I don't know what anyone sees in Wellington, it’s just a lot of dirty houses.”—M.J.
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Dominion, Volume 31, Issue 96, 18 January 1938, Page 5
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197None So Blind Dominion, Volume 31, Issue 96, 18 January 1938, Page 5
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