The Hutt Road.
In the cheerless winter time, Sludgy stretch of mud and slime, Reaching eastward, mile on mile. Seldom kissed by sunbeam's smile, To Petone, from the city, Lies the Hutt-road, more's the pity! Toiling horses slowly creep O'er the mud sludge, incthes deep; iVi °art-T\ heels groan and creak, Ploughing through this awesome streak. Mud past axles, now and then, Weary horses, weary men. Travelling cyclists view this drain; Try it onee — then go by train; Through its loathsome, slimy deeps The weary swagger, cursing, creeps. In his heart a fell thought rankles, Vaanly looking for his ankles. Still the carters go by, cussing; Still the Onslow Council, fussing Talk of that way, also this, ' To make a road o'er this abyss. Homoepathic treatment's vain Still this road remains a drain. — T. Pike.
The ailments that arise from chills As coughs and colds and other Ills, In Winter months are prevalent most, Caused by wet, cold winds, and frost. A mother's tioubles then begin, The children cough, grow pale, and thin, The thoughtful parent will be sure to give them Woods' Great Peppermint Core.
Permanent link to this item
https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/NZFL19030704.2.10
Bibliographic details
Free Lance, Volume III, Issue 157, 4 July 1903, Page 7
Word Count
186The Hutt Road. Free Lance, Volume III, Issue 157, 4 July 1903, Page 7
Using This Item
No known copyright (New Zealand)
To the best of the National Library of New Zealand’s knowledge, under New Zealand law, there is no copyright in this item in New Zealand.
You can copy this item, share it, and post it on a blog or website. It can be modified, remixed and built upon. It can be used commercially. If reproducing this item, it is helpful to include the source.
For further information please refer to the Copyright guide.
Log in