THE PASSING SHOW.

Auckland Star, Volume LX, Issue 232, 1 October 1929, Page 6

THE PASSING SHOW.

(By THE MAN ABOUT TOWN.) LOVE. East Tamaki, a large farming district adjoining Pap'atoetoe, has been selected by the Auckland A. and P. Association as one of the first districts for launching a new movement to encourage a greater love of young animals among boys and girls. Dear children, love all animals, For each wee beastie feel, But all the same kill bobby calves For making export veal. Cherish affectionately the cow, Be genuine your grief When Daisy (far too old to milk) Becomes the prlmest beef. ' Ob, Mary loved her little lamb, So did her kindly father, They both loved lambs the better -when The lambs were mutton—rather! Treasure the foal who frolics now With young and winning grace, When he is two years old or more Perhaps he'll win a race. Pray, love these poor domestic beasts, • For love they all were made, But don't let sweet affection make Love interfere with trade.

Nothing happens in Auckland when it is informed per cablegram that Sir William Water low has been elected Lord Mayor of London, although the emSIR TUTTLEBURYinent stationer will now TUPKINS. nominally rule over about six times as many people as New Zealand contains. A. A. Milne has an appropriate word or two to say on Lord Mayors of London, and here are some of them: "We are told casually in a corner of the paper that Sir Tuttlebury Tupkins is to be Lord Mayor and we gather that it was inevitable. He duly becomes Lord Mayor and loses his identity. For his one year of anonymous greatness the aspiring Lord Mayor has to sacrifice his whole personality. He has to live the life of a hermit, resolute neither to know nor to be known. He was dedicated to> this from birth, or anyhow from the moment when he was first elected a member of the Worshipful Company of Linendrapers, and he has been preparing tliat wooden expression ever since. The most pathetic of all living creatures is an ex-Lord Mayor of London. Where do they live, the ex-Lord Mayors? They must have a colony of their own, a garden city in which they can live together as equals. On their birthdays they give each other gold caskets and every. November 10 they march in a body to the station to meet the new arrival. Poof fellow, the t6ars are streaming down his cheeks and his paunch is shaken with sobs, but there is a hot bowl of turtle soup waiting for him at Lady Tupkins' house, the Mansion Cottage, and ie. will soon feel comfortable."

At the Melbourne all-New Zealand dinner last Friday that hardy Scot, J. Anderson Gilruth, was present and also spoke. J.A.G., up to the time of (and A LARGE during) the Great War, BACKYARD. was Government vet. in New Zealand and lieut.colonel. It was because the utu tree blossoms more freely for experts in the Commonwealth that that plaimspoken person shouldered hi? bundle and went there. He is best remembered in New Zealand because he spoke to farmers in the language they understood—plain English (or rather plain Scots). But he is best known to the world because he became the virtual ruler of the Northern Territory, a patch of country 525,620 square miles in extent. It was one of the biggest jobs from thie point of view of area any vet. ever . tackled. - By the way, to realise the size of J.A.G.'s job, New Zealand with its dependencies measures 103,568 square miles, a mere paddock, so to speak. Aild all over the world they're laying traps for men turned out by New Zealand. Apropos of vast areas, there is the story of the South [Australian squatter who added another few million acres to his runs. "He'll never be satisfied," said one of his boundary riders, "till he gets the earth for a station and the moon for a lambing paddock."

"W.K." communicates a touching incident. On Sunday afternoon at Shelly Beach, Point Erin Park, a number of brave people and • several equally adventurONE TOUCH ous dogs went bathing. OF NATURE. Two little lads brought their pet terrier pup. The dog plainly asked the boys to let him go. There was a chorus of "Let him go!" and he was let. It was the first time in his very short life he had been in the water. It was obvious from the bearing he took that his ambition was to swim to Bayswater.. Curious, too, that although the interested crowd at! first applauded the pup's earliest efforts, when they 3aw him making heavy weather of it they showed as much concern as if the pup was human. "Oh, he'll be drowned!" they cried. A.s for the boys who owned him, they yelled frantically, but the pup still headed for Bayswater. Later, a mere speck, he was seen to 3wim in little circles. Evidently he was all in. Two lads in a dinghy bent their backs to it and the pup was hauled aboard and so ishore. The crowd cheered the pup and the rescuers, and the two boys to whom he belonged dugged the streaming pup as if he was refined ?old. Then one boy made a rope fast to him. riiey hauled him away, their faces shining ivith happiness, and the.people cheered.

W|e Jock is a Soccer fan. He follows the game, knows the names of all the plavers, the colours of. the teamsj and so forth." He THE CHILD mm l; 1 } & jffift* S* - out towards Mangere on a recent bright day. On the way in a field was a mob of very nice Friesian cattle, their beautiful white and black skins shining in the sun. "Look, dad, look!" said Jock. "There's iome Thistle cows!" People who would hate to have Queen htreet bombarded with high-angle navy fire from Tin -or thereaway will feel their hearts DOVE OF PEACE. SSSSJT £ . . Prime Minister, who, by ins mission to America., is "attempting to put into practice the sermon of the outlawry of war You needn't bother to read the news set alongside these peaceful words, because the pocket battleships they are building at such a rate are neither here nor there. The fact that these innocent babies will steam twenty-six knots per hour need, not worry people, as they are intended merely for peace. The babies' engines develop a mere twenty thousand horsennnM ni f°r f Un! Those f ulln y «ttle. gunspooh! They are only eleven-inch, and the d, P 1° *S fiff S they fire m} y wei S h six fcundied and fifty pounds each. They are just to.keep the sailors amused with sparrow shoot-ing-not for war, that's to be abolished. The lange of these sparrow guns is twenty thousand Ssfc.i? ? Wh ° le ' One *opes .that the political big guns will do all the shooting and that these little peace popguns will stay as silent as they are now. Kia ora, Ramsay! ' THOUGHTS FOR TO-DAY. ~ul J LvT l mW £ ut th y soul t0 th e hungry, and satisfy the afflicted soul; then shall thy light rise in obscurity and thy darkness be as tlie noon day: ™ i All^J he A J Ord shaU S^ ide t]iee continually, and satisfy thy soul in drought.-Isaiah * ♦ ■ « S( .rv Tlie £ haVe "f failed who * G °<* permits to serve.—Frances Alice Monks. .