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THE AMBITIOUS AVIATOR

Oh for the spacious freedom of air' For the boundless joy of an eagle's flight! I'o be far from the reach of an earthly

crowd, To be kin with a world beyond human sight.

Oh for the bliss of solitude, With the urge of adventure my only call; And the lashing wind and the slate grey sky, And >.iv winged companion I ask, that's all.

The whirr of my engine is music to me;

And the glory of conquest should be my joy, (••;'.■.;' fill the planets were close and the stars were my gems.

And the whole world of mortals should seem just my toy.

—Valerie M. Paterson

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Poverty Bay Herald, Volume LV, Issue 17227, 5 April 1930, Page 10

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THE AMBITIOUS AVIATOR Poverty Bay Herald, Volume LV, Issue 17227, 5 April 1930, Page 10

THE AMBITIOUS AVIATOR Poverty Bay Herald, Volume LV, Issue 17227, 5 April 1930, Page 10