A peep at the silver waters of Virginia Lake through the trees at noon-day. Native and imported trees surround the lake to-day. Much of the raupo and the weeds of long ago have gone, but the place is still a sanctuary for birds, even the wildwinged ducks appearing to know that no man’s hand will be raised against them while they are within the influence of that peace Turere, dreamed of for all birds of forest, sea and hill.
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Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 82, Issue 305, 24 December 1938, Page 19 (Supplement)
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79A peep at the silver waters of Virginia Lake through the trees at noon-day. Native and imported trees surround the lake to-day. Much of the raupo and the weeds of long ago have gone, but the place is still a sanctuary for birds, even the wildwinged ducks appearing to know that no man’s hand will be raised against them while they are within the influence of that peace Turere, dreamed of for all birds of forest, sea and hill. Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 82, Issue 305, 24 December 1938, Page 19 (Supplement)
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