BRUNNER NOTES.

Grey River Argus, 14 January 1929, Page 2

BRUNNER NOTES.

(From Our Own Correspondent.) Mr J. Smeaton has returned from Blenheim, Mr J. Hughes from Australia, Mr H. Griffiths from Auckland.. Mr Jas. Dowy ; from Australia, and Mr C. Back from Auckland. Acting upon expert advice the Taylorville Domain Board intends levelling the recreation ground, and planting white clover. This will necessitate a lot of hard work, and the ground will probably be closed for the season. The quarterly cavils were drawn at Dobson mine on Thursday—more sad hearts, and sore hands on Monday. Since the recent alterations Wallsend Station has much improved in appearance. It would be interesting to know when the express is going to stop at Wallsend. The Burns Night celebrations in this district will take the form of a dance and supper. The school picnic this year will take place at Lake Mahinapua. The much needed dressing shelter has not yet made its appearance at the lagoon. Why the delay? A meeting of library subscribers will be held on Tuesday night at 7.30. The district has now two Salvation Army officers to whom we extend a cordial welcome.

Rapid progress is being made at Wallsend mine, which now appears to be a hive of industry. The local Freemasons’ Hall is undergoing extensive alterations —an indication that the district is going ahead. A collection taken in aid of R. Lowe of the Post Office staff, now in hospital, realised the handsome sum of £22 16s. “Bobby” thanks all subscribers and wishes to be remembered to all his friends. Most fishing stories arc fictitious. This one is true: —An enthusiastic fisherman from Dobson (we will call him Zane Grey) caught a mountain trout. After having returned home with his catch ; he made his way to one of the local hotels to quench his thirst. Whilst enjoying his glass of milk, he casually remarked that he had caught a mountain trou*, two pounds in weight. The proprietor of the hotel expressed the opinion that mountain trout never reached that size and weight. Eventually a bet was made for drinks for the company. “Zane Grey ’ ’ departed, but returned some time afterwards with the much-discussed monster of the deep, which he immediately placed on the scales. All interested watched the proceedings with bated breath and humility. At last the pointer ceased to quiver, and the cry went up “2 pounds 1 ounce! Well done, ‘Zane Grey.’ ” Nothing daunted mine host, who is a sport, shouts all round, and generously hands over the fish to a sick neghbour. When the fish was cut open, however, out felt a piece of lead weighing about four ounces. No. there is no suspicion attached to “Zane Grey,” not at all, but it was a “weighty argument” he put up.