Things of Beauty:

Timaru Herald, Volume CXXXX, Issue 20153, 6 July 1935, Page 21

Things of Beauty:

Readers are Invited to share gratuitously In this department. Jottings of beautiful things, seen, heard or felt, such as Purple sage in sunset. Green meadows with cattle grazing peacefully. A small child mothering another. Understanding expressed by a smile. A group of tiny children striving to sing the hymn in Sunday School. Contributed by W. S. Self-sacrifice. Home, Sweet Home: the song and the reality. Sweet childish days, that were as long as twenty days are now. — Wordsworth. And, upward in the mellow blush of day. The noisy bittern wheels its spiral flight. — Longfellow. The mystical snow-capped mountains, towering above tall dark firs. “Yet, in bright weather, rays of sunshine shoot here and there against brown and grey bark, and clots of golden light, dripping through the foliage, dance on vhnd mosses and the root enlacement of the earth.” —William P. Reeves, in “The Long White Cloud.” Contributed by “Tui.” * * • • An old violin. * - - * The coo of a dove. The call of the cuckoo, and the answer by its mate. The light tinkle of a bell, a shepherd enclosing his sheep in the fold before a glowing sunset. A quiet country lane bedecked with snow. An avenue of trees beneath autumn skies, the tinted leaves fluttering quietly to the ground. A shepherd’s deserted hut in the shelter of the bush. A soft, gentle breath from the northwest in midwinter. A herd of deer sheltering beneath a cluster of beech trees. Contributed by E. H.