NOTES BY THE WAY

King Country Chronicle, Volume XXXII, Issue 4639, 13 May 1938, Page 5

NOTES BY THE WAY

(By Rambler). • An English cricket writer.says he does not fear the Australians. Is he talking of bodyline.or match results? Apparently the Scotchmen of Dunedin don't like going onward and upward—with a sky pilot in control. This talk about insulating New Zealand—well, it's getting cold enough for it right now.

The Russian 1937rplan for the -chemical industry failed, I understand, because someone threw cold H2O on it.

jOne thing we can be sure of—so long as we have Jack D in our midst, no political or local body speaker has a hope of getting off without questions.

I wonder which the people of Te Kuiti will remember the longest—the promises made, or the dog that insisted in joining in the applause at Mr. Mackersey*s meeting, and the goat that attended addresses, given by Messrs. Low and Morton.

'Tis noted that the Magistrate in Te Kuiti on Tuesday issued a warning about the cutting of corners. Did he mean that to apply to election promises? But now the election's over, perhaps the financial corners can be cut, too. We live in hopes. Perhaps the Water Committee does, too.

Until last Wednesday it was a case of some of the sitting members standing; now it's a case of some of the standing members sitting. But some of those who were sitting were not standing and are not now therefore sitting, and those who were sitting and were standing have been restored to their seats. Keep quiet, Rambler, you're becoming involved. -

We are indebted to the Wellington Post for the following:— I'm glad it's over . . . jolly glad.

The waitin' nearly drove me mad. After we voted, Bill-'n-me Went out an' 'ad a dish av tea, An' et-n'-talked and talked-n'-et, ; Tryin' to make ourselves forget \ That our man's chances uv a win f Was not so dusty or so thin, \ Bill, more in 'and than me> would say: "Well, hevery dog must 'ave his day," At which I'd say: "But frogs is frogs, An' also there is dogs an' dogs, « But what 'ave they to do with At which ole Bill would think a bit, While I could 'ear the thousands pour Into the pollin' booths an' score This an' that name out, an' I 'oped That t'others would be telerscoped." The great excitement is over and "H.T." is the Mayor of the village—he'd have been wearing the chain of office by now if only we could sport one. But talking of sports, now the big issue is going to be swimming—not swimming down to work through the frost-laden weeds on the side of our footpaths, or bravely swimming through ice-coated seas in the pqtholes of our roads—just swimming, the sport of the swimmer, to be enjoyed in the depths of first-class • swimming baths. Then there is the question of streets, and the sealing*? thereof; of the arguments that may develop with the Water Committee; of the proposed spoliation of our most wonderful Viaduct reserve; of the referendums on the liquor licens- -> ing question; of the planting of trees, and, last but not least, of the finding of the person who had the audacity to introduce a goat to two electioneve meetings.

P.S. —In case there might be any misunderstanding, the chairman of neither meeting introduced the goat.