WOES OF A SETTLER.
In a clearing, midst the thistles, Stands my cottage home sc snug; Well guarded by their prickly bristles Is my garden,-newly dug. T admire their pointed spears, And their leaves so green and broad, Their stalks, so thickly grown together,, llising eight feet from the sod. Yet, in spite of admiration, I wage a deadly war, To keep them from encroaching Where my cabbage—turnips—are ; My potatoes are now bloomiug In the warmth of summer’s sun, But the Scottish emblem, looming, O’ershadows all I’ve done. I call upon the nation, On one and all, to join ’Gainst foeman worse than Maori, If not, like them, cut down. I long to see our pastures Clear, grassy, rich, and green, Which never will be possible While thistles may be seen jSTiieer Whangkhaxooee. November 16, 1863.
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Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 7, Issue 370, 19 November 1863, Page 4
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136WOES OF A SETTLER. Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 7, Issue 370, 19 November 1863, Page 4
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