KAPONGA.

Hawera & Normanby Star, Volume XLII, Issue 7363, 15 January 1902, Page 2

KAPONGA.

(FBOM OTJB OWN COBBBSPONDENT.)

Our little township is just waking up after the holidays and a spell of wet weather, too long for hay-makers, many of whom are still busily engaged in carting and stacking their winter supply.'

Harry Bryant's Dramatic Company of artists (as per bill and advertisement) played the "Private Secretary" on Tuesday evening to a crowded house, the audience and the management both being satisfied. The play was voted good, and the takings at the door a surprise.

The following is the text of a letter lately received by a local settler one morning from a lad in his, the settler's employ: — " When you read this the world will know me no more. Life is not worth living, I am going to kill myself." The matter was placed in the hands of the police, who made diligent; search and inquiries, when lo and behold the missing one appeared on the scene, after an absence of about thirty hours, with the excuse that all be wished to do was to give his employer a scare.

A rather remarkable instance of the usefulness of the Telegraph Departmeni occurred between Norraanby and Kaponga last Wednesday. A message, timed 11.15, notifying that the Normanby cricket team were on the road, reached Eaponga at 3.25 p.m., four hours and ten minutes for 15 miles, which is, I suppose, a record for electricity.