DAY'S BAY RESERVE.

Dominion, Volume 8, Issue 2435, 14 April 1915, Page 8

DAY'S BAY RESERVE.

Sir, —J know j;our journal is read by our estimable City Fathers, so to you I'll voice my sad complaint. For a week now with my small tribe I've been staying in this most delightful suburb, in. a little cottage perched up on a hill, and so close to the publio reserve that one could wander from the house and in less than a minute be strolling through fairyland. Oh the beauty of it! Now, I am one of those harmless and happy mortals who love to string - together verses—they do no harm to anyone, and I always fancy my children's' children might like to read them. Well) the bush, with its cool, dusky greens, and its bird song, and the glint of blue sparkling sea through trees, stirred! up many fancies in. me that another day or two's wanderings would have' crystallised into words. When, alack-a-day, I went to enter my paradise yesterday, and found—a fiverail barbed wire fence! And one can only get into the hush now by walking all the way down to the pavilion and starting from there. I wonder if there was not some other way by which the council could have stopped' the sneaking of ferns, if such does go on. Another thing they'might provide with advantage to all is 'some green painted boxes or baskets heie and there on the paths for the cigarette packets and chocolate boxes that silly people seem never able to put back in their pockets when empty. And then those notices that hit one in the eye'at every turn: "Post no bills,' steal no ferns, destroy no bush," and 6o on. Aren't they horried? How much better one such as this: "Citizens, this is your bush. Help us to keep it always as-lovely as it is now," or words to that effect. —I am, etc;, COUNTRY COUSIN.