“COME TO THE FAIR.”

Star (Christchurch), Issue 17193, 9 November 1923, Page 8

“COME TO THE FAIR.”

among the crowd.

‘■lt’s a fine sight, sir, to see the j people at a fair, for they are children once again.” Under a brilliant sky. and alone, dusty roads, the great procession went. There was a new light in each eye, for the great day had come at las., and in many places there had been } frantic preparations for the exodus since sunrise. All roads led to th Square, where chariots, char-a-bancs and trams took tho scrambling legions to the grounds. At the gates, a battle was waged, fierce ns any before the gates of mam storied towns. Young family scouts blustered in among the opposing clans, and as substantial wakes to these disturbances cam© capable matrons followed timidly by Masters of tho House. All these were somewhat unpleasant, but nevertheless necessary preliminaries to the day’s fun. Once inside the gates, the objective was obtained, and tho scars of battle st-ang less, and all animosity was forgotten. The sun beat down, and hearts as well as bodies felt a genial warmth. All were there, men, women, children, and as many varieties of these divisions as could be imagined by the mot fertile brain. The young girl,, gaily dressed, turned the young men’s fancy, even though the season was a little late, and tho unattended ones were very few. The young nien, too, wore their flamboyant ties, dazzling socks, and shining velours. It was a great day for them and most of them were very worthy Locliinvars. In many ways it is a good thing that the delightful game of “ Beaver” is dead, otherwise the really ardent followers of the sport would be going home sore-throated ,as a result of their indulgence. Every possible type of Beaver was represented. First there came the inconspicuous variety, but a good, sound average was struck when a true “ wire whiskers ” came along, and made up for whatever shortcomings there might have been among others of his class.