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This is the house that Jack would like to build This is the knob that has no door, That leads to the hall that has no floor That has to be crossed to reach the stair That isn’t—to lift an expression—there, In the house that Jack would like to build.

This is the space for the breakfast nook, That is well described in the “Built-in- Book”

That is due to stand on the built-in shelf That hasn’t as yet, built in itself, In the utterly bookless, nookless den -That is “slated” to be though none knows when.

In the house that Jack would like to build.

This is the roof, all make-believe, That hasn’t a shingle strutt or eave, That acts for a shelter of floors and walls That aren’t to be found in the rooms and halls That adjoins the porch and the rumpus room That can’t be swept with a stickless broom That hasn’t a closet to call its own, For the evident reason widely known The timber required for this, and these Still stands around in the form of trees And not in the house that Jack would like to build —Adapted from an American journal, Mr. William Luff, accompanied by his son, Mr. Frank Luff, returned to.Madang,.

New Guinea, from Northern Queensland in October. Both men are well-known in New Guinea. Mr. Luff, Jr., also served in the north during the war, while his parents were evacuees in Sydney. Mrs.

Luff, Snr., recently died in the southern

city.