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The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 11, Issue 8 (November 2, 1936)

Another Gold Medal Winner

Another Gold Medal Winner.

On the 28th September, an afternoon tea was rendered at the Auckland railway dining hall to Mr. H. W. Springer, a member of the Automatic Signal Maintenance staff in the Auckland district, by the Cable Makers' Association of London. Mr. Springer was the winner of the gold medal awarded by the Association to the candidate heading the list in the Wiremen's Registration Board's recent examination in theory.

The function, which was attended by over one hundred representatives of the electrical trades, engineering departments of local bodies, the Public Works Department, fire underwriters, and technical branches of the Railways Department, was presided over by Mr. F. S. Taylor, who represented the Cable Makers' Association.

In making the presentation, on behalf of the Association, the Minister of Railways, the Hon. D. G. Sullivan, paid a tribute to the industry and conscientiousness of Mr. Springer, a young man, in coming first in New Zealand in a stiff examination. He was rendering a service to the Department and to the State by reaching such a state of proficiency. It was pleasing to see the manufacturers recognising in such fitting manner skilled craftsmanship. Other speakers were Mr. G. H. Mackley, General Manager of Railways, who commented on the rapidly increasing use of electricity in the New Zealand Railways, and Mr. Nelson Jones, a prominent member in electrical body affairs.

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Dry Fly Fishing at Paraparaumu, North Island, New Zealand. (Rly. Publicity Photo.) But should you lure From his dark haunt, beneath the tangled roots Of pendent trees, the monarch of the brook, Behooves you then to ply your finest art. —Thomson.

Dry Fly Fishing at Paraparaumu, North Island, New Zealand.
(Rly. Publicity Photo.)
But should you lure
From his dark haunt, beneath the tangled roots
Of pendent trees, the monarch of the brook,
Behooves you then to ply your finest art.

—Thomson.