AUCKLAND HARBOUR.

New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVII, Issue 20656, 30 August 1930, Page 6 (Supplement)

AUCKLAND HARBOUR.

J EARLY MORNING. !§ -A spring sunrise, frail and calm .. . and a harbour quiet,, the city 1 I not yet stirred to the clamour of the day. Scarcely-a d>sturbs the air. Out over there to the west, lies an old hulk ™ a ''.® and battered by years of service, scarring the delicate picture; but even so, ono's soul responds to the knowledge of those years of seivice, carrying as thev did, souls who long since have solved t ie mystery of tho dead. Here and there, from an old coaster, rust-coloured and smoke-ridden, dejected and soiled by the sea, a man s head emerges, mysteriously from below . . . and disappears again with sullen unconcern . . what cares he for frail blue morns and seas of mothero -pearl ? Has ho not for countless dawns, watched the Supreme Artist wash with master hand tho roof of tho world with the pastels that Ho loves. . . Through the limpid loveliness a flight of birds marks tho sky winging its way, God knows where, but ever like an aimy S aeropl»neSmmi„S up ...d out and out . . Voice, break he peace a ferry boat pushes out ... a strident whistle somewhere back cuts the loveliness of the dawn, and yet another, and another . a city clock strikes the hour, labourers ready for early work appear, voices and laughter . . . Auckland, Queen City of the North, awakes and lives again.