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|Growing Up with Swag and Billy, by Judex|Page 2| | |Growing Up with Swag and Billy, by Judex|Page 2| | ||
|Walking in the New Forest, by Doreen Helmrich|Page 3| | |Walking in the New Forest, by Doreen Helmrich|Page 3| | ||
- | |Luck 0' the Woods (A Fantasy)|Page 4| | + | |Luck O' the Woods (A Fantasy)|Page 4| |
|Nioka, by Flo Allsworth|Page 5| | |Nioka, by Flo Allsworth|Page 5| | ||
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===== LUCK O' THE WOODS (A FANTASY) ===== | ===== LUCK O' THE WOODS (A FANTASY) ===== | ||
- | There was a man who slaw a tree, | + | |
- | Not for his needs, but wantonly; | + | There was a man who slew a tree,\\ |
- | Not that he needed beam for & | + | Not for his needs, but wantonly;\\ |
- | Nor bridge to span a chasm oter, | + | Not that he needed beam for dwelling, |
- | Nor fire for hearth, nor plank for floor Not ' | + | Nor grass for kine, nor log for selling,\\ |
- | Therefore the dryads came in tears. And little gods with pointed ears, | + | Nor bridge to span a chasm o'er,\\ |
- | And small, plump beasts, all bounce and fus Furry and sonewhat | + | Nor fire for hearth, nor plank for floor -\\ |
- | And exiled birds with broken cries, And small slim elves with starry eyes. They did not curse him - no, not they, Only they took his luck away. | + | Not for just reasons like to these,\\ |
- | Dire danger came not to his side, | + | But only that he hated trees.\\ |
- | But all his joy in mall things died. | + | |
- | He heard strange | + | Therefore the dryads came in tears.\\ |
- | Zest of the weary man for bed, | + | And little gods with pointed ears,\\ |
- | Zest of the thirsty for clear springs, The morning heart that thoughtless | + | And small, plump beasts, all bounce and fuss\\ |
- | sings, Left him, and friendship' | + | Furry and somewhat |
- | was dried. | + | And exiled birds with broken cries,\\ |
- | - | + | And small slim elves with starry eyes.\\ |
- | Only a dog kept by his side - | + | They did not curse him - no, not they,\\ |
- | An old dog, grey and tried and wise, With trouble in his dimming eyes, Who wondered, groping in his mind, | + | Only they took his luck away. |
- | s'How man - so wise - could be so blind: | + | |
- | To hoard his money, count his gear, | + | Dire danger came not to his side,\\ |
- | Check off each day, and tell each year, | + | But all his joy in small things died.\\ |
- | And devious long reckonings cast, | + | He heard strange |
+ | And doors he shut swung wide again,\\ | ||
+ | And gear he hoarded went to rot,\\ | ||
+ | And spring came and he noticed not.\\ | ||
+ | No blossom throve beside his door;\\ | ||
+ | The zest that he had known before -\\ | ||
+ | Zest of the hungry man at bread,\\ | ||
+ | Zest of the weary man for bed,\\ | ||
+ | Zest of the thirsty for clear springs,\\ | ||
+ | The morning heart that thoughtless sings,\\ | ||
+ | Left him, and friendship' | ||
+ | |||
+ | Only a dog kept by his side -\\ | ||
+ | An old dog, grey and tried and wise,\\ | ||
+ | With trouble in his dimming eyes,\\ | ||
+ | Who wondered, groping in his mind,\\ | ||
+ | How man - so wise - could be so blind:\\ | ||
+ | To hoard his money, count his gear,\\ | ||
+ | Check off each day, and tell each year,\\ | ||
+ | And devious long reckonings cast,\\ | ||
Yet not to know his luck had passed. | Yet not to know his luck had passed. | ||
- | Up in the woods were scented | + | |
+ | Up in the woods were scented | ||
+ | That waited for the moth-winged hours,\\ | ||
+ | And honeyed cups for bees at morn\\ | ||
Love wrought and little trees were born. | Love wrought and little trees were born. | ||
- | In all these things he had no part - A shadow with a withered heart, | + | |
- | and dry, passed him by. | + | In all these things he had no part -\\ |
- | 1931. | + | A shadow with a withered heart,\\ |
- | A husk so empty, shrunk That Death, the reaper, | + | A husk so empty, shrunk |
- | - Ella McFadyen. Published in the " | + | That Death, the reaper, |
- | 17.1ris:ao | + | |
- | earee...m. | + | - Ella McFadyen |
- | Flo Allsworth. | + | |
- | The very name spells charm, and it he s charm - the charm of the Trimbles. About | + | Published in the " |
- | thirty of us were invited for the wee1c-en(1 | + | |
- | us to the farm and we being keen advecates | + | |
- | to do nary a step of walking. I arrived with about a dozen othors | + | ===== NIOKA ===== |
- | We were welcomed at the gate by Jean and hor Motl..er | + | |
- | in the back yard and had had refreshments | + | By Flo Allsworth |
- | After our round of games we were ready to live up to the S.B.W. reputation and We certainly did justice to the dinner that was set before us. It is no small task | + | |
- | to feed gach a large party of E.P.els and we havon:t ceased to wonder at Mrs.Trimble' | + | The very name spells charm, and it has charm - the charm of the Trimbles. About thirty of us were invited for the weekend, |
- | Saturday night was of course sing-song night in fact it was a concert. Ray Bean | + | We were welcomed at the gate by Jean and her Mother |
- | played "The Anvil Chorus" | + | |
- | organ and Mr. Trimble:s werb the ortii and louder the anvil or was it | + | After our round of games we were ready to live up to the S.B.W. reputation and we certainly did justice to the dinner that was set before us. It is no small task to feed such a large party of S.B.W' |
- | the hammer, and louder still tle corrugated | + | |
- | this piece and it certainly | + | Saturday night was of course sing-song night in fact it was a concert. Ray Bean played "The Anvil Chorus" |
- | Sunday morn we were up betigLes | + | |
- | road. Some found a nice sunny spot and read books others | + | Sunday morn we were up betimes |
- | workshop, others played games while those athirst for adventure went on a rat hunt. This is considered an exciting sport for the Lnin-1.tiated | + | First of all, one must have a poultry farm, the more fowls the better |
- | First of all one must have a poultry farm the more fowls the bettor | + | caught one and 2 half rats, that was their story, a poor catch, so were seeking permission to do a little |
- | the dogs into the fowl houses | + | |
- | most of the wits out of the fowls and they have cleared out of the houses, nose around and see if there are any likely holes then start the pick and shovel work, soon the dogs will start in to dig. Then of course the re:co elesead | + | After lunch, Morrie decided to uphold the prestige of the Club by taking us to the hill. There were thirty members when the intention was announced |
- | armed with waddles give chase. I was in a nice sunny corner of iho garden reading "Man Shy", when I heard a terrific | + | canal. Climbed the hill along side the canal and were rewarded with one of the most expansive views it would be possible to got around Sydney. Right at our feet was Prospect Dam and a little to the left was Sydney, the Bridge towering over the North Shore area. Morrie picked out quite a lot of landmarks for us in the different suburbs then we looked in the opposite direction and picked out Mounts King George and Hay and further south Colong. It was a beautifully clear afternoon the hill has about 100 trees on it so we have named it 100 Tree Hill - very original. After taking the view in we returned, this time via the road and got back just in time for tea. The non walkers hadn't lazed altogether; some of them had played tennis. |
- | hastened fowlyard-warde e2;e t ee'e 'Jhe 7rvhole | + | |
- | caught one and 2 half raL-e that was their story, a poor catch, so were | + | |
- | seeking permission to (' | + | |
- | I went to look on and I saw tie whole process except the rats, It seems the depression has taken its toll on the rats as well as on us. In the peak period I believe there were dozens and a rat hunt was worth while. However I will leave it to the tuffer members. | + | |
- | After lunch Morrie decided to uphold the prestige of the Club by taking us to the hill. There were thirty members when the intention was aanounced | + | |
- | walking. We left via the caw paddock | + | |
- | canal. Climbed the hill along side the canal and were rewarded with one of the most expansive views it would be possible to got around Sydney. Right at our feet was Prospect Dam and a little to the left was Sydney, the Bridge towering over the North Shore area. Morrie picked out quite a lot of landmarks for us in the different suburbs then we looked in the opposite direction and picked out Mounts King George and Hay and further south Colong. It was a beautifully clear afternoon the hill has about 100 trees on it so we have named it 100 Tree Hill - very or:Lginal. After taking the view in we returned, this time via the road and got back just in time for tea. The non walkers hadn't lazed altogether; some of them had played tennis. | + | |
After tea we had another sing-song until the bus called for us, then we sang very heartily, "For They are Jolly Good Fellows", | After tea we had another sing-song until the bus called for us, then we sang very heartily, "For They are Jolly Good Fellows", | ||
- | TEE STORY OF TEE FRIEZE | + | |
- | Now in the City of Sydney in the land of Aus there lived a man named Jack the | + | |
- | son of John and he was a scribe. And as he worked diligently at his desk he heard | + | ===== THE STORY OF THE FRIEZE |
- | a voice which said unto him: "Jock thou son of John" , and he lifted his head and turned himself about but he saw no man save his brother scribes who were bent over their tasks. And he said unto himself: "Lo some foolish person joketh, yea cloth he think to pull my leg." But even as he thus spake, he again heard the voice | + | |
- | saying: " | + | Now in the City of Sydney in the land of Aus, there lived a man named Jack, the son of John and he was a scribe. And as he worked diligently at his desk he heard a voice which said unto him: "Jack thou son of John", and he lifted his head and turned himself about but he saw no man save his brother scribes who were bent over their tasks. And he said unto himself: "Lo some foolish person joketh, yea doth he think to pull my leg." But even as he thus spake, he again heard the voice |
- | And Jack the son of J01'.n eg' | + | saying: " |
- | Having thus refreshed | + | |
+ | And Jack the son of John sighed | ||
+ | |||
+ | Having thus refreshed | ||
And he said, "Lo these are men", and his soul yearned within him: "Oh that I could do as these men do." | And he said, "Lo these are men", and his soul yearned within him: "Oh that I could do as these men do." | ||
- | Then he heard a voice swing: "Theu fool hast thou not thy mother and thy | + | |
- | sister to keep, haw is it posrenle | + | Then he heard a voice saying: "Thou fool hast thou not thy mother and thy sister to keep, how is it possible |
- | And he said: " | + | |
- | This thrilling story will be continued in our next issue. If you can't wait | + | And he said: " |
- | came and have a look at the Frieze in Faddy:s place and read the story for yourself. | + | |
- | PALLIY, | + | This thrilling story will be continued in our next issue. If you can't wait, come and have a look at the Frieze in Faddy's place and read the story for yourself. |
- | Camp Gear for 'Walkers, | + | |
- | 022111 | + | F.A. PALLIN,\\ |
- | 327 George St., Sydney. | + | Camp Gear for Walkers,\\ |
+ | 327 George St., Sydney.\\ | ||
Opp. Palings. | Opp. Palings. | ||
- | NEWS FROM HERE THERE AND EVERTVHERE | + | |
- | Preserving | + | ===== NEWS FROM HERE THERE AND EVERYWHERE ===== |
- | The Wild Life Preservation Society acts as a watch-dog for the State, ever on the look-out to prevent destruction of native flora and fauna, and the work it does for us | + | |
- | is beyond praise. This year it has widened | + | **Preserving |
- | the reserve and see the giant angophora in the middle of it. | + | |
- | Mountaineering in New Zealand | + | The Wild Life Preservation Society acts as a watch-dog for the State, ever on the look-out to prevent destruction of native flora and fauna, and the work it does for us is beyond praise. This year it has widened |
+ | |||
+ | **Mountaineering in New Zealand** | ||
A crop of newspaper cuttings brings vividly before one the keen interest taken by the N.Z. public in mountaineering and the consequent prestige and influence of the mountaineering clubs. Will bushwalking ever have the same prestige in N.S.W.? | A crop of newspaper cuttings brings vividly before one the keen interest taken by the N.Z. public in mountaineering and the consequent prestige and influence of the mountaineering clubs. Will bushwalking ever have the same prestige in N.S.W.? | ||
- | Our own party' | ||
- | climbed seven peaks in wonderful weather. The most spectacular feat recorded is that | ||
- | of Marjorie Edgar Jones who made the second ascent of Dampier and climbed a couple of other major peaks on the way back. It was a long and arduous climb, the party being | ||
- | on the go for 32 hours. Marjorie' | ||
- | Fatal Accident in the Tararua Tramping Club | ||
- | January' | + | Our own party' |
- | dragging the others with him3 They crashed on to a rocky shelf and then on to a snow-slope. It was a fall of 500 feet and the marvel is not that the leader was | + | |
- | killed, but that the other two survived. We extend our sincere sympathy to our friends of the Tararuas on the lose of one of their ablest members. | + | **Fatal Accident in the Tararua Tramping Club** |
- | Londoners Protect their Open Spaces | + | |
- | The movement for the preservation of the wild lands seems to be spreading everywhere. Our friends, the So-Pats, (Southern Pathfinders) devote a very large part of their Annual Report to this subject and it is interesting to see that their work does not stop at propaganda, as with us, but extends to collecting substantial sums of | + | January' |
- | money. Their report is accompanied by a friendly letter telling among other things of the, TD1?-1r,,r ",r1a curtrv | + | killed, but that the other two survived. We extend our sincere sympathy to our friends of the Tararuas on the loss of one of their ablest members. |
- | Walking Club in Western Australia | + | |
+ | **Londoners Protect their Open Spaces** | ||
+ | |||
+ | The movement for the preservation of the wild lands seems to be spreading everywhere. Our friends, the So-Pats (Southern Pathfinders) devote a very large part of their Annual Report to this subject and it is interesting to see that their work does not stop at propaganda, as with us, but extends to collecting substantial sums of money. Their report is accompanied by a friendly letter telling among other things of their Christmas Dinner which is held in a country | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | **Walking Club in Western Australia** | ||
Victoria, N.S.W. Rnr3. Tasmnia7C'? | Victoria, N.S.W. Rnr3. Tasmnia7C'? | ||
We have been pleased to welcome to Sydney and to our walks Miss Eileen Bass of the Tararua Tramping Club. She was introduced by Mr. Jock Macpherson whom some of /IR mat milen he 'TAMA in Svanev ROTIle time avn- | We have been pleased to welcome to Sydney and to our walks Miss Eileen Bass of the Tararua Tramping Club. She was introduced by Mr. Jock Macpherson whom some of /IR mat milen he 'TAMA in Svanev ROTIle time avn- |
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