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The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 6, Issue 4 (September 1, 1931.)

The World's Woollies

The World's Woollies.

The prosperity of New Zealand is largely dependent on the world's woollies; so let us chant to the good old days when:

From the heart of Aotea
Comes a rumble and a beat,
Like the mutt'ring voice of thunder.
Or the distant tramp of feet.
And a dusty cloud arising
From the heart of Aotea,
Warns the watchers by the seashore
That the wool is drawing near.
Down the tracks and roads it's coming.
And the rail is running full
With a flood of rumbling wagons
That are bringing out the wool.
Twenty-thousand bales of fleeces,
And a hundred thousand more,
From the heart of Aotea
Down the reeking highways pour,
And the wool trains at the railheads
With their panting engines wait
For the stream of rumb'ling wagons
And their fleecy golden freight.
And they sing a prideful paean
As their straining engines pull,
For each axle, wheel and coupling
Knows it's bringing out the wool.
Down the tracks the wool is coming.
From the heart of Aotea.
Overhead the dust is drifting
As the calvalcades draw near,
Hoof and wheel and jingling traces,
And the beating piston rod,
Join their voices in an anthem
To their golden fleecy god.
And the ships strain at their hawsers,
For their holds will soon be full,
And they'll turn their noses northwards
When they're taking out the wool.

Repairing- The Permanent Way

Repairing- The Permanent Way

Not self-interest, but self-sacrifice, is the only law upon which human society can be grounded, with any hope of prosperity and permanence. —Kingsley.