Poetry from Maraetaha.

Gisborne Standard and Cook County Gazette, Volume IV, Issue 519, 16 October 1890, Page 3

Poetry from Maraetaha.

The spring ! the beautiful spring I has thrown a lovely mautle of green over the country,. aud while the townspeople are afraid to open their mouths lest they get half choked with dust, the country residenis seem to be as frisky aa the lambs that are

everywhere to be seen gambling about. Even our Maraetaha corre-poudeut seems to have had his taciturnity supplanted by a touch of spring poetry, for this n how he has broken away from the trammels of sober thought, and thus scars into the region of poetry—under date Octoter 14 :— I send you some rhymes in lieu of a letter, My proee may be bad—my verse is no bet'er. On Maraetaha station they've finished the docking; 'Tis well for i heir souls—the language was shocking, That was hurled at the doge and the lambs so refractory ; The percentage, however, is deemed sa'isfactory. 'Twas intended to start the sheaiiog thia week, But the clerk of thA weather developed a 1. ak On Monday, which has caused a postponement Until wi’h fine weather - ha makes some

atonement. Mr Trafford, whose tun’d near the Mahia track, Has finished hi« shearing, and started to pack Hia wool to the Marewai—a beautiful game' When a road’s non-existent, excepting in name.

But the road from Nuluka will soon be

surveyed, And he hope?, ere the century’s close, ’twill be made, And then be will drive a buggy and pair Frcm tha regions below to Lis castle in air. Weil, now from eheep aud tbsir attendant jolly,tricks. Let me gay a few words on the subject of politics At this end of the district, now connected with Hawke’s Bay, Concerning macteis politic, people haven’t much to say, But it seems almost a certainty that Hassell will get in, For no one seems to fancy much the Whitewashed Gisborne twin. And here I'd like to mention in a manner mild and meek That even A’ 0. Arthur palls if he’s served up thrice a «eek, And therefore I repeat to you what I frequently hear said, “ Wish they’d us less of Arthur, and moresporiiog news instead,”