On OtepopoI have been sifting on Papers Past
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Here is one hit (with OCR mostly corrected)
FROM OTEPOPO. When the train moves out along the northern line
From Otepopo far past Oamaru—
When the shadows deepen at the day's decline.
We are thinking often, dearest one, of you.
There are sable pines upon the Double Hill.
Ah, many lowly mounds are silent there!
When wind and rain the sable night doth fill,
Our thoughts will turn to them with sole-run prayer.
There is gusty rain upon the bending gorse,
The cattle shiver by the milking-shed;
Among the trees we hear the tempest's force:
The little ones are lying snug abed.
When the train moves out along the northern line,
When the tempest deepens at the shut of day,
We are often thinking, dear, of thee ar.d thine,
Past Oamaru and Timaru, away
Beneath the rugged moun tains of the north,
Where wintry tempest sweeps the sheeted hills.
The primrose by the path is peering forth,
But loneliness the waiting spirit fills.
When, the train comes bravely in from Waimotu.
When cheerful faces on the platform crowd.
We are thinking often, dearest one, of you,
When the locomotive whistles shrill and loud.
The furze is fragrant now with golden bloom.
The cattle munch the sprouting grass again;
Your bed is waiting in the little room.
And, just as- they were left, your things remain;
And grandpa talks of little Poll at times,
And little Elsie, far along the line;
When the engine slowly from the tunnel climbs
You are often in your father's thoughts and mine.
Charles Oscar Palmer.
source Otago Witness , Issue 2843, 9 September 1908, Page 69
Another Palmer ?
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