3 APRIL 1953, page 9

The Hawk

By N. M. ROBERTS " O.K. ? " came Dougie's voice from below. He looked down, and saw his face turned up so sharply that the pale oval seemed to be laid 'flat on his shoulders. "......

Easter

After the beautiful and terrible climax, The cracks of rocks breaking in a frenzy Of protestation ; after the rending Of the temple's veil and dead saints walking ; After the......