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The Tapanui " Courier " states that the crop of turnips on 65 acres of Mr Alexander M'Kay's farm on the landslip, Conical Hills, stands unequalled. Forty acres will average turnips weighing from 191 bto 501 b each. He has started to have them eaten off with sheep. On four acres fenced he has had 300 sheep for the last two weeks, and the turnips will, m all likelihood, last for four weeks more. The Southland correspondent of the Canterbury "Times," alluding to the evils of land monopoly, says:—" Very little work is being done just now on the large estates m Southland, which have nearly all fallen into the hands of Mortgage Companies and Banks. There are many properties, each consisting of several thousand acres, which now employ only five or six hands, and, as a consequence, many of the best men are leaving the district, while others would if they could. Mr Richard Turnbull, late M.H.R. for Timaru, died at Wellington last evening. Deceased had been an invalid for some time, and it was thought he would not proceed to Parliament this session. During life Mr Turnbull was one of the most regular attenders at the Parliamentary Buildings, | and, like an old war-horse, he could not be prevailed upon to foi'ego one session even when health demanded it, and he has practically died m harness. The meeting of the Presbyterian Musical and Literary Society, which took place last evening m the church, was well attended, as over eighty members and friends were present. The evening was devoted to the portfolio, and several subjects were discussed by the members. " England m Africa," '' The weekly half -holiday," '' Drinking and smoking," were debated, and the meeting was wound up by the handing round of refreshments provided by the bachelors. The Rev A. M. Beattie, M.A., presided and closed the meeting with the benediction. Mr H. M. Stanley, m his only magazine article, which appeared m the June number of Brribner, says : —Constrained at the darkest hour to humbly confess that without God's help I was helpless, I vowed a vow m the forest solitudes that I would confesß His aid before men. Silence, as of death was round about me; it was midnight ; I was weakened by illness, prostrated by fatigue, and wan with anxiety for my white and black companions, whose fate was a mystery. In this physical and mental distress I besought God to give me back my people. Nine hours later we were exulting with a rapturous joy. In full view of all was the crimson flag with the crescent, and beneath its waving folds was the long-lost rear column."

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Ashburton Guardian, Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2468, 18 July 1890

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Ashburton Guardian Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2468, 18 July 1890