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New Zealand Tablet, 28 November 1918, Page 42

COMEDAT FRUCTUM POMORUM DILECTUS METIS. While yet unfallen apples throng the bough, To ripen as they cling In lieu of the lost bloom, J. ponder how Myself did flower in so rough a spring ; And was not set in grace When the first flush was gone from summer’s face. How in my tardy season, making one Of a crude congregation, sour in sin, I nodded like a green-clad mandarin, Averse from all that savored of the sun. Rut now throughout these last autumnal weeks What skyey gales mine arrogant station thresh, What sunbeams mellow my be-shadowed cheeks, What steely storms cudgel mine obdurate flesh. Less loath am I to see my fellows launch Forth from my side into the air’s abyss, Whose own stalk is Grown untenacious of its wonted branch. And yet, O God Tumble me not at last upon the sod, Or, still superb above my fallen kind, Grant not my golden rind To the black starlings screaming in the mist. Nay, rather on some gentle day and bland Give Thou Thyself my stalk a little twist, Hear Lord, and I shall fall into Thy hand. Helen Parry Eden. MEMORIAL TO FATHER DORE AN APPEAL. At a meeting of the parishioners of the late Father Dore, held on Sunday, July 28, it was resolved that a suitable memorial be erected to his memory; and as it was Father Bore’s most keen desire, often expressed, to erect a new church at Foxton, that said memorial be a new church. It was also resolved that a Subscription List be now opened, so that the many friends of Father Dor© throughout the Dominion may have an opportunity of showing their appreciation of him who was euch a sincere and faithful friend to their boys in their dire hour of need on the stricken field of Gallipoli. Mr. James Hurley was elected chairman of the Memorial Committee, Father Forrestal and Mr. Denis Purcell joint treasurers and secretaries. Subscriptions will be received by the above, and also by the Tablet, in which all will be acknowledged.