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Poetry.

ODE IN MEMORY OF MR JOHN HAY. (By Andrew Kinross). Alas ! another pioneer ■. has gone before his time. It seems so hard to lose him when but scarcely past his prime ; We hoped that many happy years he would be spared to see, But every one of human race must bow to Heaven’s decree.. Although in Scotland he was born. New Zealand was his home. For in his early boyhood he crossed the salt sea foam. The hardships of colonial life he bore with willing heart, And all throughout his active life fulfilled a manly part. Oft in some distant wilderness he fixed his lonely tent. And; in preparing settlers’ homes full many years lie spent, And a surveyor’s arduous work performed with skill and care. And bravely faced the elements through weather foul or fair. When after years of industry he found some greater ease, With courtesy and kindness wise he always sought to please, And every genuine applicant would willingly assist, So now in many humbfe homes he sadly will be missed. To widow and to family may Providence be kind. And mlay the sympathy of friends still help to cheer'" the mind ; And though his life is ended now ha rests in bed of fame. And Southland will remember long his well-beloved name.

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Poetry., Southern Cross, Volume 15, Issue 17, 10 August 1907

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Poetry. Southern Cross, Volume 15, Issue 17, 10 August 1907

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