CONFLAGRATION.

Hutt News, Volume 6, Issue 48, 9 May 1934, Page 8

CONFLAGRATION.

"JMiU'owii" writes Unit when glanein-- „ver a photo of Wellington City published in the Evening Post on April l.'Hh his eyes rested upon Government Building*, which stood out well, "ihen I liiought t hut I must suffering from :tn optical delusion," he continues, "or thai a thief in the night had stolen our Parliamentary Buildings for not a sign could I sec of them. As one sees them from Lamhton quay they are big and imposing and in a photo such as this, where other big buildings stand out so clearly, one naturally expects to see Parliamentary Buildings well to the Jure, but they appear to be merely a jumble of iron roofs. Hence these few lines of verse" — Wen me an' inc cobber was looking oinj night At the pictures in the old Evening P, We both aired our luiowlidge in pickin' th' site Of this an' that buildiii' y'see. I pointed out Levy's! an' 'Ope Gibbin's too, The State Fire an' 'Uddart's, aii' 0, quite a few, Won ali of a suddcut Bill lets out a shout An' flings up 'is arms an' dances about Comes back t' th' table (I gets outa me chair), As 'e grabs up th' paper and' 'as a good .stare: Then agen off 'e goes th' same as b'forc 'E kicks up 'is 'eels an' 'o pounds on th' door. . I ses, " 'Ere Bill, go steddy; take it easy ol' man, Wot's wrong with th' works" Conic an' tell y' pal Dau." Poor Bill swallows 'ard, then 'c chortles with glee: "01' Georgie an' Gordon's bin out on th' spree. Jus' look y' ol' grouse; can't y' see wot they've done? They've bin an' burnt down th' 'Ousc! 0 Lordy, wot fun!" 1 grabs for th' paper thinkiu' poor Bill's gorn daft— Xow, there's Gov'mint Building's and there's th' Arteraft, An' there's th' 'Orse Statur—Gor blimey, 'e's right; It's bloomin' well gorn! 0 geo, wot a sight! And then I looks closer, an' I puckers be brow, That's funny I thinks—now ' 'ow in th' 'owH Them buildin's there now—was tJioy there b'forc? Wen jest at that minute there's a knock on the door An' in walks Sam Brown with a gallon o' beer, So I ses to 'im, "Sam, jest takes a 'ere; D'yer see wot they've done? They've bin on th' souse, They've got tired o' their job' and burnt down th' 'Ousc." Bain picks up th' paper (first 'e puts down th' beer), 'E looks at th' picker, then 'e ses very clear, "W'y Dan, you're a chump, an' ao's Bill too, 'Ave another bo-peep—this 'ere's th' back view." —"MAHE\YA,"