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CHANGE AND CHANGE

To the chance reading of a book, Or Hash of some remembered scene, Some silent sufferer’s upward look, Or thought of things that might have been— To this 'or that, in after days. We trace the parting of the ways. Vet ne’er was Fate or wandering Chance Sole lord of that uplifting hour; The passing touch of circumstance But loosed some hidden spring of power, I Aml whatsoever foes we. front, That inward power must bear the brunt. —Thomas Thornley in Sunday Observer. PASSING OF THE HANSOM GAB Vl Along the crowded avenue it goes its V lonefy way; 1 A faded, creaking ghost il is—a- ghost of yesterday. And young folk, speed mad, lauglit at it : i but some old people sigh, Because, with it their springtime dreams are slowly passing by. Once perfumed ladies rode in it, and , when the dark swept down 1 .And wrapped itself, a spangled cloak, about the laughing town, Voting lovers, tasting now and then a 11 new. sweet mystery, ' Went in it through the fragrant park, where budding tree touched tree. -Margaret Sangster in Mow York Sun.

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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LVI, 23 December 1922, Page 8

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CHANGE AND CHANGE Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LVI, 23 December 1922, Page 8

CHANGE AND CHANGE Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LVI, 23 December 1922, Page 8