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The Spike: or, Victoria College Review, June 1904

The Trip

The Trip.

The Auckland Team had arrived on Wednesday, so on Thursday night both teams boarded the "Rotomahana" and did their best to make night hideous. "There was a sound of revelry by night," but soon "a hurrying to and fro," and "cheeks all pale which but an hour ago, blushed at the praise of their own loveliness." The sea we met at the heads kept us back an hour, and it became doubtful, as we steamed up the sunlit levels of Port Cooper, whether we could catch the Express. Our anxiety, however, did not stifle the cheers, which rang out as we passed the "Discovery," escorted by the "Morning, "and the "Terra Nova," making port after two years of Antarctic night. We were half—an —hour late, but the efforts of our Canterbury College friends and the courtesy of the Railway Department delayed the train till we arrived in Christchurch. It was not until we were moving southward that we discovered that we had lost our manager and were ticketless. Dixon had fallen at his post. Delayed by the obsolete. Machinery of the Lyttelton ticket office, he nevertheless ascertained that the train would not start without him. But it did. And all good that glorious summer day we mourned his loss and ate the good things his care had provided. The shades of evening had long shut in the beautiful hills of Otago page 14 when we steamed into Dunedin and awakened far-off echoes with our greeting:—

Otago, Otago! Good cheer ! Good cheer!
Otago, Otago! Good cheer ! Good cheer!
Who are, who are, who are who are, here?
We are, we are, we are, here.

We were soon scattered all over Dunedin, enjoying the hospitality of the friends of the Otage University.