1923

Pride in the West

In this land of the West, with its clinging winter mists, Christmas with its brighter lights, warmer glow and good cheer comes as a welcome break.

Those of us who live by western shores seldom see snow at Yuletide except in pictures. The mists – which is really a euphemism for thick and drifting rains – we generally have with us throughout the months of greater darkness. But we do not repine of these inconveniences, like the fair-weather folks of other lands.

We have grown to take our mists and storms as we take all other things that come, content in our love and pride in the West, and in the knowledge that we have many advantages that others lack.

A devastating earthquake at the other end of the world is to us a thing infinitely remote. Except for political earthquakes, we can boast of freedom from seismic disturbances. And even our political disturbances are being reduced to order, and in the light of the Christmas peace, we can see the future more clearly. The mists are clearing and the springtide of home and effort is not far behind.

Pictured: Anne Roddy, St Mary’s Road, Patricia Ryan, Glenina Heights, Geraldine Egan, Bohermore and Jacqueline Spelman, Bohermore, who took part in the Patrician Musical Society production of “Viva Mexico” at the Town Hall Theatre in December 1972.