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Star (Christchurch), Issue 7923, 30 January 1904, Page 4

If Canterbury ever sets up a golden image it won't be a calf j despite all the lymyh we have lately assimilated. It will be an auriferous 'Sheep (big S, please). Tbe worship of the God of Mutton, has ever been peculiarly virile in this province. The squatters were his prophets and he was theirs. The price of bis wool and his meat overshadow even unto this day the interest of any other -earthly topic, unless its tbe new way Edward VLT. creases his pants. We, the population of this particular run, bave verily acquired gregarious habits. In matters religious we rush in a flockisb and 'her dish manner after most kinds of new shepherds. The more utterly fraudulent and brassy the tinkle of any bell-wether, so much the more attractive is it to us. We run and bleat and hop just when, because and wherever the tups immediately ahead of us' have run, bleated and hopped.