THE GOOD SHEPHERD

Evening Post, Volume CXXXI, Issue 3, 4 January 1941, Page 11

THE GOOD SHEPHERD

A GIPSY. (Original.) The gipsy sits by a running stream And sings his joyful melody, The tired horse stands and dreams While old Meg cooks the tea. 0, I'd love to be a gipsy. With a life so wild and free, To camp within my carayan By forests or by sea. » He travels under moon and stars, This wandering vagabond. And sleeps within his caravan When Atidnight waves her wand. Some folk live a rich life, And have rich things for tea; But give me a caravan and the open road For it's a gipsy life for me. "MERRYMAKER." "Upper Hutt.

"We were resting, after lunch, when a flock of sheep went by, and before long our attention was roused by the persistent barking of one of the shepherd's dogs. We saw, then, that a sheep had strayed up the hillside and the dog hadfbeen sent to bring it back. But the graes was long and made progress slow, and the more the dog climbed and barked, the higher went the lamb, till it was a great height. At last the dog gained ground, and ; got above the truant, and then began, for us, a breathless few minutes. The lamb tumbled and rolled down for quite a distance, got caught in a bush, and rolled again. Then it stopped, and no barking could make it move. So the shepherd himself climbed up and up, and we saw him lift the" lamb to his shoulder and climb down to the road, where he put it across his saddle and rode off. I said: 'It's a presentday version of the Good Shepherd.' j All the holiday-makers were watching with great interest." "LASSIE." Kelburn.