H.E., OF TEAHOUSE FAME.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 12086, 15 August 1917, Page 4

H.E., OF TEAHOUSE FAME.

(Mr H. Ell. M.P., lias built a new teahouse in Dyer's Puss, on (he Cashmere Hills.) "Who has arranged each craggy steep— So loihc infested by tho sheep So that it makes a Lover's Lean? Why. H.E. "Beware the Pass!" the old man said; But now there's nothing left to dread. Since Dyer's P-ass teahouse looms ahead Throuprh H.E. A toll-Rate bars the Summit Road Where once the careless tourist strode, And never a thought or penny owed To H.E. The reckless motorist will display Thought on the- beauties of the way, When he a shilling must defray To H.E. The buxom lass and love-sick swain At Kennedy's Bush take heart again As they the genial teacup drain To H.E. The crags which a crude Providence Once strewed around with iudgment dense To decenev may make pretence Through H.E. Whilst many a futile mountain rill, Which dripped confusedly downhill.. Lo! useful teahouse tanks doth fill For H.E. From Sumner now to Cooper's Knob, Three, teahouses are on the job To fortify the fainting mob, Per H.E, Full many a nook and cunning stair Tempt Rosalind to take the air; I trust thev will not prove a snare Of H.E. The Lord is somewhat neglige In scattering His scenery; It needs a stronger hand than H«— That's H.E. Should wowser utter mournful yell Against the Sunday tea tray-de—well, I'll bid him iiwt-RO to 11. ELLOld H.E. Auckland, 'July 26. . ■ JLG,&