POSTSCRIPTS

Evening Post, Volume CXXIV, Issue 14, 16 July 1937, Page 8

POSTSCRIPTS

Chronicle and Comment

BY PERCY FLAGE

For a change. "How's business?" | "That's our business." "Hon. M. J. Savage, D.C.L." WeU, that puts him on (not in) a nice "spot." Those enraged punters at Point d« Vivaux certainly had a run (amuck) for their money. Now that Gallichan has been promoted to first wicket down, we live in hopes of seeing- Cowie tried as an opening bat. ■:> * «• It wouldn't be quite fair to drive Japan out of China, otherwise where would Nippon's avid soldiery get a war training so essential to peace. «, # » After hearing for the umpteenth time Mr. Semple's passionate affirmation that the British Empire is the sheet-anchor of democracy, we are inclined to believe that there is something in what he says. * « * "CORKER!" Dear Flage,—Anent that par. the other night re the small lost boy being entertained with chocolates at the police station, I consider some drastic reform is necessary, as recently our young hopeful (aged 4) became lost, and was duly found, and his version of the business was that it was "corker!" Overheard next- day in conversation with his boy friend: "You want to run away and tryit. I had a ride on two tramcars; yes, and had on a real policeman's hat. It was great fun." I ask you, how can we parents keep our young against such odds? Yours faithfully. ■ J.P. * » ♦ "TO G.K.C." Percy Flage,— 1. Thanks to J.E. for sending the G.K.C. poem by Emile Cammaerts; and 2. Thanks to Professor yon Zedlitx for translating it; and 3. Thanks to you for the great trouble you took in having this done; 4. BUT I wanted it as it was, in French. It was the poem I wanted. I had made a translation (verily no poem . . . all the quaint beauty of E.C.s expression, lost). Thank you again for your courtesy and consideration. I am a. bother to you, but the poem is worth, it. • M.G.W. Our correspondent will have out copy of the original poem in a day or two. "HELL ON EARTH." We have an acquaintance, a Puritan by heredity, who believes it is a sin to buy anything on the Sabbath. If he is listening in (so to speak) we pnss on this story of the village ol Boddam, near Peterhead. Scotland, which has been branded as "a hell upon earth" on Sundays—because its ice cream parlours and tea shops are kept open. A councillor at a meeting of the Peterhead Town Council expressed his horror at Boddam's wickedness when a motion to permit Sunday opening at Peterhead was defeated. But Boddam's inhabitants aren't upset. "The poor folk of Pelerhead. who can't get an ice or a cup of coffee, come here and let themselves go on Sundays," they say. * * « LIMERICKS. There was a young farmer of Kent, Whose cows to the market he sent; They sold for two bob. He cried with a sob: "I'm not only broke, but I'm bent!" DINKIE-DO. Lower Hutt. There was a young fanner of Kent, Who thought he'd sleep out in a tent? The spot for his camp Was exceedingly damp— They're playing the harp where h« went. BETT. . Karori. There was a young farmer of Kent, Who worked, but made never a cent; So he said: "I'm an ass, I'll just milk the grass," And his cows to the saleyard he sent, SCOTTY MORRIS. There was an old farmer of Kent Who made trouble wherever he went, I wrote him a letter To try and do better, But the poor chap mistook what £ meant. MILMAY. Northland. There was a young farmer of Kent Who considered his money well spent When he bought lots of eggs; But he said, "Dash my pegs!" When each chick that got hatched waa a gent. I. AMANASS. There was a young farmer of Kent Who on wooing a maiden was bent; He said, "Dear, I've no money. But there's milk and some honey, And the Government is paying thas rent!" 0.8. E. POSTED . . . MISSING. "Thrilled" (Palmerston North).—You mean well, but versify not so well. Glad you are "so fond of the column." Leo.—Neatly turned. Unfortunately you touch upon a matter which is censored. "Pakeha." —It is new to us. Here it goesThere was an old man of Baroda Who lived upon whisky and soda; His passion for fizz Was, of course, his own bizz, But what killed the cat was the odourl "Rosie N." ("As We Forgive Them"). —You have done better work than this, Elsie B. —As the young person said* "Artificial perspiration is what they; revive drownded men with." C.B.W. (Masterton).—The facts may be right, but the note is fairly riddled with libel. Geo. J. D. (Wellington).—Thanks for the correction. Watch for our alibi (a sound one) in par, "He Rode With, Corrigan." Julie (Northland).—(l) No. (2) What we want for this feature is mostly what we print. Have passed on your tribute to the McClancy. Cannot give her 'phone number without her permission. _ "Ngatirahiri."—lf you like it that," dear sir, well, you like it that ay. "Disappointed" (Lyall Bay).—Tha "School's In" feature was all ready for the column last Saturday, but, for the first time in its history, was inexplicably overlooked. "Poneke" ("Oh, These Springboks!"). —Ye optimistic jingle was bumped into touch at the last minute. "Fed Up."—But you can always switch to another station. "Dcx Demona" (Day's Bay).—(1) Put aside for reconsideration. (2) Septicaemia is pronounced with the "cae" as' "sec." "Newcomer."—Not quite up to the mark. "Havadash."—Too long and too bitter. S.K. (Plinimer,ton).—lt appeared in our news columns a month or two ago. Shall look it up when time permit*.