“The Press” In 1864

Press, Volume CIII, Issue 30561, 2 October 1964, Page 12

“The Press” In 1864

FIRE IN CASHEL STREET.—Of all the unpleasant sensations to be experienced in life, none perhaps is more disagreeable than that of being awoke suddenly out of sleep by a cry of fire, whilst the red light flickers round the walls as if the room itself were in flames, and a low steady savage roar proclaims to the ear that the enemy is at the very gates. That was the pleasant experience which we enjoyed a' little after 2 o’clock yesterday morning. The fire broke out in the seed shop of Mr Burnell, an iron store in which no one resides, and which has never had a fire or even fire-place in it Before the alarm could be given the whole of the store was in a sheet of flame, and long before the engines were on the spot though as usual no time

was lost, the next shop, occupied temporarily by Mr Edgar was also in flames. Mr Burnell’s seed shop was, we understand, insured with the stock on hand for £lOOO in the London and Lancashire and the New Zea land Insurance offices. Mr Edgar’s stock was saved, and the house was insured in the London and Liverpool for £3OO. Mr Peacock’s, next door, was saved from being burnt, but it was much damaged, all the studs being cut through ready for pulling down the building had it caught We have not heard whether it was insured. ALARM OF FIRE IN THE TRIANGLE. “Single misfortunes,” said the Irish nurse, “never come alone.” The fire engines were still on the ground in Cashel street when an alarm was given about 10

o'clock on Sunday morning that Mr Raphael’s house in the Triangle was on fire. It was, however, fortunately extinguished before the engines came up. WHITEBAIT DINNER. —On Friday evening this annual political event came off at Mr Birdsey’s Hotel, when his Honor the Superintendent entertained the members of the Executive and Provincial Councils on the occasion of the close of the session. This dinner being, like its prototype in England, strictly private, we are unable to gratify the curiosity of our readers by reporting the political speeches naturally made on so important an occasion. But we have been confidentially informed that the dinner was most excellent. . . . The festivities were continued to a late hour.