THOUGHTS OF HOME.

Hutt News, Volume 3, Issue 3, 12 June 1930, Page 2

THOUGHTS OF HOME.

Oft times I sit and ponder On scenes that's .dear to me In fancy I can see them Tho' far across, the sea. :. Far away in Bonnie Scotland, , Where the blooming-heather grows, Higih up amangst.v<)n lofty hills Where Afjon Water floSys;' ;. ..• .: I can &ear the gurgling sbaiid of that ' stream, '•■ '.V;;..■..-■■ ; ,_•;..;;■"■/.. \ ' As it gJid os doon' thro ugh the. glen And' winds its way through .pastures green " < " , OJose by yon auld Brig end. I hear the Mavis, sweetly sing, Aniang tih,e leafy trees, Where flowers of rarest: beauty • Perfume the fra-grarit breeze. . . • I sit! here and rI ponder . But dye my memory turns Tae my aim auld frame across the sea In the Land of Eaibtoie Burns. '■■■'■' —W. Watson, Mbera." ..-• ;. . ."' .; -.;• ADIOS. :. '. .' . ' ;.'.•' Ships that pass in the night, my friend ; Go oh .th'eir.ss'eparate ways: ."":.-, Kaeto to his own predestined end—. Lost in the, unborn days. ■ We have travelled together aw&ile. :'=-. ; Ailong the trouiblous xdad; ■ : Using the charm of a friendly smile " To ease the dragging load. Etc wu come ,to tfie finger-posts put our lives apart • Leavinig us wihere fain^, tirae-dimmed ghosts From the wells of mernxory.' start. Hear the wish that I: have for thee; Thaty should Jst thovt' have the need; Fortume sets thee again witrh. me; And now, farewreßl— God-speea! ---H- Mullen Watson.