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Gisborne Times, Volume XXXVII, Issue 3461, 13 October 1913, Page 7

Says a writer in the “Daily Mail”: I —Early in the summer a prosperous ! visitor from New Zealand arrived m England. He had been horn in the Dominion, brought up there and had learnt what he knew of England from 1 reading and conversation. He came to us, not with the air of Maeauley’s traditional New Zealander sitting upon the ruined arches of London I Bridge, hut with the’idea that he, the son of a progressive young people, was going to see something of the stagnation of the Old World. He had heard r very much of the decay of England, of our poverty, our problems, our grow- !' ing rivals, and our difficulties. He , had listened to the Englishmen’s criticism of their own land, had accepted ; it as a sign that England was on the down grade—not realising that nations which are on the down grade do not criticise themselves, hut are wrapped un with complacent optimism. Arrived in our New Zealand friend began searching for signs of the decay of which he had heard so much. At first, failing to find it, ho though he had been lucky in what he had seen. At the end of a fortnight he began to doubt his original information. A f few days later, determined to learn th truth, he hired a motor car and began examining the country himself. At the end of tho month he met * friend of mine. “Decline !” he said, “Decay! Nonsense! England is the biggest country in the world, bigger than she was even in Nelson’s day. You are doing more here than, all the others put together. And you have the most lovely, lovable, and delightful country that anyone could want.” Here is a sample of an American editorial: “Attention is called to the fact that there is published, in another column of this issue, the first and only account of the elopement late last night of the wife of our bosom with a certain fiend in human form, who bias been operating a merry-go-, round in our midst for some time past, and who at the same fell stroke embezzled our best suit of clothes into tho •bargain. Thus we tigain score a clean beat over our morning contemporary on the other side of the street. As soon as we finish running off this edition we shall set out in pursuit of our clothes, and, if we overtake tho recreant couple, sensational developments .will appear in our next issue. Now is tho time to subscribe.” “I do not want to fill tho industrial schools,” said Mr H. W. Bishop, S.M., in the Christchurch Court, when an appeal was made to him that he should: deal leniently with two children with living with a reputed prostitute. Addressing the mother, who was charged with another offence, the Magistrate sai dthat he would leave the children in her care as a kind; of sheeh-anchor, to induce her to live a moral life. If she thought anything of the children she would leave prostitution alone. He convicted them and ordered them to come up for sentence when called on. and asked the Rev. F. Rule meanwhile to visit the home at intervals to see to the chil dron’6 welfare. \