POSTSCRIPTS

Evening Post, Volume CXV, Issue 39, 16 February 1933, Page 10

POSTSCRIPTS

Chronicle and Comment

BY PERCY FLAGS

Maine evidently misread; the calen-dar—-so did we. ..■■■■ . *. * .* .. * One whose- pseudonym is not decipherable asks:-^What about getting a new name for Aotea-Roa. : Suggest New Squealand or New Stealand—it all depends on.the county or town board, point of view.

ANALOGY.

Says "Circumbendibus": With the aid of high exchange the farmers hope to be able to make ends meet. It can be done—as playful terriers have demonstrated, but it means running around in circles, and - that induces dizziness.

NOT SURPRISING.

Japan has decided that if she has t« choose between remaining in Manchuria or in the League of Nations sh» will withdraw from the League. Ia other words, she prefers the substance to the shadow.

OVERLOOKED.

Just the other day Mr. Coates announced that so far as he was '.concerned there was no suggestion of disciplinary . action being taken against those Coalitionists who voted against the Government. . Apparently, the exclusion of Messrs. Wright, Veiteh, and Harris from the party caucus is merely an oversight. ..

SYMBOLIC?

Dear Percy,—Do my eyes deceive me f The bride and bridegroom have gone to Cornwall, tho. latter travelling in » dress_ of- warm chestnut brown wool roinaine, made with orange-hued revers, and a small velvet hat also of'brownPresumably the bride was wearing tha breeks thus early. ' ..JEMIMA; ."-'-■-' -■' * ' "■''- * ■■■' "_r ■-

"BIG" CRICKET APHORISMS.

It cannot be denied that Larwood has had a "bumper" season. ;It wasn't so much the. Brisbane' wicket that cracked as Bradman and Co. on Tuesday. If only .those ex-internationals could write cricket even half ns" well as they played it! _ - Jardine made those Ashes too hot for Australia to hold. They will always be-a burning question. . As we intended to say -yesterday— thisPaynter is a real, artist. .-."..' 'Twas a pity to see Darling and Love so at loggerheads. . -'-.-,'■.■ W^ith those still; smouldering Ashes in his bag, John Bull can face possibly frigid .weather at White House ' with equanimity. The A.B.C. is not so named becausa it seems to know no more than tha a b, ,c of cricket] government. Many .Australians will always have a "warm" corner in their heart for : some of their protagonists of 1933. '

WORDS OF BEAUTY.

Dear' Percy, Flage,—May I address yo* again:? The other evening you had in your column a list of beautiful words. I think expressions such as the following may be placed in that category alsof—'." j 8v ' Home, sweet home.' i Peace, perfect peace. Charming loveliness. ;. '•" Loving kindness (Psalms). Forever with the Lord. And zephyr is a very fine-word. For words of sadness there are many, e.g., forlorn, lost, forsaken, mournful, dreary 'desolation; and in place-names there is infinite variety of romance, majesty, etc.—Australasian, Arizona, Babylon, Rio Grande del Norte, Salamanca, and Samarkand. England's placenames range from the drum-roll, of Northumberland to the tang of Mendip and the soft beauty of Evesham. \ For Spain, consider Aragon and Castile, Andalusia and Seville, Valencia and Estrematfura. India—Kashmir and Khyber,-Delhi and Peshawur. Australia —Woolloomooloo! And, not omitting New Zealand—Taumarunui and Waikaremoana.—Yours, etc., "Y.Z." * ■» ■, • A LOT ABOUT LOTTERY. Where radio voices squeaky Shrill the Spanish song. Matychiche, Where silks and socks and scarves and ties Beseech our purse with brilliant crick To open up and free the grey Scottish moth down Tradesman's Way, Here, within his wooden chair The lottery seller has his lair. Behind a table petticoated By yellow slips our eyes have noted As scornfully we padded past, Until one day, at last, at last, We fumblo. for a silver coin And sign a slip and know we join A dreaming, scheming, date-mad crew; AU yearning to say, "Yes, I drew The first ..... Two thousand! No, not sure What I shall do with it. Sun cure At B. den or Monaco, or Bet on bull and matador. At Esteril!" And those that lose Say,- "Just once;morel" or els. sbuj# This vile, wild shoot from Argentin# This runner-up of dreggy wine, And scrawl a letter to the Pres» About its loathly wickedness. The public says, "V" know, ha* rigfcU But, say, I dreamt I won last night! '* MEETA GABBO, Wanganui.

KNOCKS FROM! ENOX.

Dear Percy,—Perhaps even at thii late stage, a little cricket talk may not be amiss.. Somebody mentioned fast bowling the other night, and instanced C. J. Kortright, the erstwhile Essex express." He was certainly some streak for a few overs, but soon tired. However, there was another" bowler m those days who was faster than any of 'em—l mean H. J. Knox, the Middlesex amateur; he really, did send 'em' down; and talk about knbcks^-weil, if a ball from him rose chest high it was cricket on the heart with a vengeance Knox was also the only" fast bowler I ever saw who took a short run up to the wicket; he didn't waste time walking half-way to the pavilion, like poor old Tom Ricl-ardson, whose thirtyyard run before delivery often occa* sioned a yell from.the crowd: "'Taint lunch-time yet, Tom!" With Knox it was just one, two, three, and down she went, and if ho hit the middle stump—well,. I believe he once sent the middle stump eighteen yards.: Kortright was also a brilliant slip-field. At that time Essex boasted another fast bowler named Bull, who. incidentally, was a fair cow: and when he. went on in place of Kortright the score-sheet invariably bore several alliterative announcements to this effect: c Kortright, b Bull. Ah,- -what giants were in' the game then! Just imagine an Australian team with Trumper, Armstrong, Hill, Darling, Trumble, Noble, Gregory (Syd.), and others of similar calibre, playing against Ranjitsinhji, MaeLaren, Fry, Jackson; Hirst, Rhodes, Braund, Jessop, etc.— and compare them mentally with the respective representatives today: well, I should .smile. I know what Trumper would have done to Larwood, don't you? .'.-•'.-: I__D-A_