18 JUNE 1937, page 13

Black Gold

By JAMES HANLEY T HE wagons move slowly away from the black mountain, the thunderous sounds have ceased, yet whilst their reverberations still hang in the air, they move......

The Second Deluge

By CEDRIC WALLIS All unsuspecting, the world slept. The clouds, pendulous with unshed rain, awaited the sign from a justly indignant heaven that should reduce the sound and fury......