South Seas Island
p. 73 · Read in the full issue
TO-DAY a calm spreads o’er the glassy sea, And sunshine bathes the palms beside the shore; The voices from the church sound pleasantly, Where battle cries rang out in days of yore.
The copra cutters anchored in the bay, Now trade where once sailed pirates brave and bold, And natives in their garish sulus play, Like carefree children long before they’re old.
What hidden secrets lie in slumber here Held furtively among the steep hills’ breasts?
What beauty infinite, and treasure dear, Are stored in this Isle’s treasure chest?
Auckland
Vegar N. Rea
In Rabaul, New Guinea, by mid- May, subscriptions to the Queen Elizabeth Park Fund had passed £2,000.