QUITE ANOTHER STORY.

Otago Witness, Issue 2649, 21 December 1904, Page 80

QUITE ANOTHER STORY.

(Given m the manner of I Was vvith. Grant.".)

" I am a New the wanderer said ;

Quoth the Londoner, "Say no 'more! But rest tb.ee undei our noblest roof,

And ea.t of our richest store. Wouldst tliou see theatres? Behold free stalls

For the stranger brave to fill! Wouldst tliou banquets, smoke concerts, cr music halls? Have .aJI taese joys at will! "I am a "New" the stranger said;

Quoth the Londoner, "Say no more! Right dear to the core of the British soul Are the sons oi that loyal shore! In the mud-streaks clouding your brave array,

Shall we honour the southern soil? Is the fisb. like something that haunts your

■wax, A whiff of 'liapuka' oil? "And how fares Dick, Ike gallant Diclr,

Of your happy island shore? I'll warrant he'll bear him valiantly

In our Coronation roar!" "I cannot say," the colonial sighed;

"But, as I remarked before, " I am a New" "And our guest, our prido,"

Quoth, the Londoner; "say no more! "But tell us, were you in the ranks that first Won honour, with French to lead? Or ha.ply shared on a mighty day In Bothasberg's glorious deed? Nay, dToop not, though Pate have you denied!

To answer the Empire's call; Your brothers for England fought and died, For them we must love you all!" " I knew them not," the colonial said; "Yet, prithee, attend my suit. I'm a Newfoundlander, hither led

By a fisheries dispute." Then the Londoner spake not in praise or

But spurned with a -weighty foot The wight who in place of New Zealand famo Had a Newfoundland fisheries suit!

"KIA OR A."

[An appendix next week will bring this series of articles to a close. — En.]