Men and Women and Matters all Around.

New Zealand Times, Volume LVIII, Issue 2847, 16 June 1896, Page 2

Men and Women and Matters all Around.

it In this world of meanness and malice how like the toftch of an angel’s wing comes such Visitors hs the following:— Wellington, June 13th, 1890. TO THE PAT CONTRIBUTOR. Caro N.Z. Times. Dear sir,—l am very glad to see that you have taken up the cudgels on behalf of illtreated horses, and I heartily endorse your views on. the subject as, expressed in to-day’s Times. I beg to enolcie £1 Is, which sum I wish to. sMcl through you to tho Society for. the Prevention of Cruelty to Atsiiiald, Trusting you will continue 'to ivsgo Vfar against these individuals who are unworthy of any other title than that of “ brutes,” and thanking you in anticipation, — I am, yours sincerely, Sympathy.

The guinea will be sent to the place requested with the proviso that it shall be spent in looking after the cab horses, which are allowed to shiver, Uncovered, in the streets oven <SU wet nights like last night. As for continuing the good work, no Casa of cruelty or wrong to, man or animal shall ever appeal to me ,for aid in vain, no matter how powerful th? vii'ongdbers may bo or wbat $6 Ctinsequonces.

, At l 3 ’ r.'.o brings me to tbo fact that one Crabbe, a highly-paid street temperance preacher, who has been a source of public nuisance in this city for months past, has taken out a writ against the Times for ,£3OOO, because in the course of my efforts for clean, free and decent streets I recommended his removal.

I still regard this Crabbe as a nuisance to this city, and his employers as abettors and maintainors of a nuisance. 1 may say that no Crabbe, or Stout, or Willis street spieler push shall dehor mo from doing my duty as a journalist to tho public, which is to give them free, clear and unobstructed thoroughfares.

As to Crabbe and his writ, I liave only to say that ha is altogether too modest. Ho should baVO sued for .£309,000 at least. It i« ft poor Crabbe that Is not worth more than a paltry £3OOO. 1 hope his “ sacred ” duties will not Call him away from Wellington Until after the trial. I like fun, and if Crabbe comes to time I promise you the liveliest trial that has taken .place in this City in a long time.

The worst insinuation that has yet been made against me Is that I am one Jimmy “ Whisky,” the mercenary mud-sliuger of the National Ass., a low down sort of an individual who boasts that he spent part of his life down in the slimy bottoms of mines. To identify me with this decayed ruin of manhood is indeed “ the most UUkindest cut of all.” It makes rte shiver at tho bare suggestion ahd is enough to make my respectable progenitors turn in their graves, t protest I am not Jimmy “ Whisky.”

The above insinuation wounds me more than did my encounter yesterday with the great Sea Serpent and the Bounding Buffalo of the plains, not to mention a scion of royalty, who also attacked me, but to whom I stubbornly declined to uncover. I am too mUoh Of a Radical Democrat for that. Cf c6virs6, yod have all hoard cf the Serpent, who used to crawl down th'O Water - shod on his (or its) stomach, aud of the Bounding Buffalo that used to leap so high and bellow so loud on occasions when the ardent spirits moved him. Well, they are after mo. Ditto the spielers and the crawfish. But who’s afraid ? ■

Why does not Sir Blooming Bobby S tcUt turn the National Ass, into the political pasture to eat up the dock* and thistles that he wants to get rid of. Bobby aud the Ass. are a great pain, but that was an unfortunate parable of the docks and thistles Bobby got off at the Opera House meeting. Perhaps some of my correspondents may be able to answer the following query ; I am not;— “Wellington, June 15 th. “ Can you inform me if the Rev. Soltau, who is preaching in Wellington to-day, is the same person who preached in Launceston aomo four years or more ago, When, in answer to his prayer, as he himself stated, God sent a severe earthquake which caused the death of a young woman and did much damage to property. If he is the name commander of the Almighty he ought to let us know, so that we might be prepared,for any catastrophe he might, in his fancy, choose to invoke. I have a wife and child and would like to leave in time —Heaven.”

Evidently besides the M.’sH.R, we have some mighty influential poopl'6 in Wellington just now. In the hope of averting a calamity, I give the above, and will gratefully receive, on behalf of the public, any iatormation that may be forwarded on the subject. We must beware of earthquakes.

I am assured by a “Prieud of the People ” that some dozen or more of the leading Chinamen presented themselves at the door of the Opera House at Sir Robert’s meeting and asked for admittance. Here was a situation ’ for the managers of the meeting. It was a real condition, not a Stout theory, that confronted them. The Chinamen were finally got rid of by being told that their presence would create a riot. Sir Robert will, doubtless, address his loyal Celestial supporters in camera on an early occasion.

In tho meantime. Sir Robert may be heard humming to himself in the gloaming— As I walk along amid the throng, With an independent air, Oh, I hoar tho folks declare “ Bob, old boy, you’ve got ’em fair 1” And I smile like this—ha !ha ! Saying, “ Thanks, swoot folks, ta ! ta !” Por I’m the man that owns the earth in this New Zealand.

But I have made up my mind not to bother with the cranks, political or other, any more. They ruffle my temper and disturb the gentle sweetness of my disposition. Begone, bad men, begone I The Pat Contributor.