"BULLETIN" BITS.

Auckland Star, Volume XLV, Issue 164, 11 July 1914, Page 15

"BULLETIN" BITS.

(Maoriland's ex-Cabinet Minieten. 'R. ilcN-a-b, ii* over here on his favourite trail, the moth-eaten pages of the "past. He shoulders an hon. degree as. doctor for liie pains, but it doesn't get in his way when 'he pores over ancient tomes in the Mitchell Library. If the McXab doesn't change his mind, he -will stand •for a Hawke's Bay constituency at the next (M.L. elections.

"Ding Bat v : The cow cocky is not the only dirty ecut in the milk business. Factory 'managers share the diahonour with him. I know creameries where etrain-sne are u-*ed regularly as a. matter of course. iAnd you ought to see some of the little things that are left behind —from personal experience I'm speaking of Maoriland. Why are the factories allcwed to accept cream in such a state? 'I reckon they are chiefly to blame for the cow cocky's dirtiness— they 6et the example.

F. if. B. Fisher. Minister of iMarine and Customs in the ifaeeoy Cafbinet (M.L.) is regarded as likely to ioee hig seat (Wellington Central) at next election, in December. Robert Fletcher, chairman of Wellington Harbour Board, a hardheaded Scotchman, who ran Fisher to within .half ft dozen votee at th e first baUot last election, is again going for the bacon: and as the s>acon is situated in a nest of wharfhinrpers. whose appreciation Fletcher won during the recent waterside etrike. the latter as likely to win the trophy next time.

CJraTiam Moffai and his attractive wife aTe *he most agreeable samples of the Scottish accent we have had in this town for a white. 3lr. Moffat. who ie the writer of " Buntv 'Pulls the Strings." is a ra.t3rer small, benign Scot ■who grew up aroongs't the chimney pots of Glasgow, ■without losing his belief that this is th« best of all possible •worlds. His farther taught •elocution in that congested city of smuts and factories. Young gentlemen who on«e "threw out their chests and patted the air under the 'tuition of Moffat pere are, in their serious; middle-age, m-front-in" " Bunty'e " author in all manner of unexpected places.

Jonn tho venerable ha-tter who has jus* filed a claani on the 'Federal Treasury for a trifling prospecting reward of £15.000.000 or so for discovering <rold at Oleranont in 1562. hae been tryin" to collect bis dues, from the Queensland Government ever eince he made his find. So far his chance has just 'been plain mud, without even a colour in it. The old man nas feeen *°r years the terror of the Queensland Mnee 'Department Always civil, he woe as inevrtaiDle as the income tax. The newe tOtat he has transferred his attentions to the Federal autnorities will cause many a thantful official to Teach, for hie hut And go joyously out for a long hallelujah beer.

The latest lunacy to be sported into iMaoriland is heather frae Scotland. It has been planted in the wild country around the volcanoes Tonganro and Ruapehu, and is reported to be growin- Vst about as furiously as every other imported Treed. Already a number of wild sportsmen are beginning to yell loudly for grouse, the shooUble bird that flourishes in heather. When the Scawtch shrub starts to spread and leaps all over the Borrowing Isles, there will be a. nifferent variety, of yell. It will be for the importation of some kind of wild animal that lives on heather. The lion and the tiger, together with mo«t. of the other.animate of the Ark, will be dragged to Maoriland eventually.