CULLEN CONTRADICTED.

NZ Truth, Issue 437, 8 November 1913, Page 5

CULLEN CONTRADICTED.

WHAT SOME ONLOOKERS SAW. Interview with Father of Injured Boy. - . I- . "Specials" Mauled by Militant Amazans.

Following up Commissioner Cullen's public pronouncement that no "special constables'' had ridden on the pavements or fired a shot, "Truth's" rep. set out on Tuesday afternoon to find some, more things. He first struck Mr. Arnold,'.' junior, son of the well-known J. P. and prisoners' friend. Mr. Arnold said, "Come inside and I will show you." Then were produced -V - ' • , UNMISTAKEABLE EVIDENCES OF SHOOTING --two shirts, . a waistcoat, a coat, and an overcoat, saturated with blood, and with holes m them, showing where tbe missile bad entered just above the right lung m front, and had emerged just under the shoulder blade at the back. Mr. Arnold explained that he had found young Dockcry In Webb-street, after the mad-brained chargo, and, with tho assistance of by-standers, bad carried him to his (Mr.- Arnold's) house. Dr. Mackin was called m and attended to tho victim, _. who was afterwards removod to the hospital. Next under interview came the father of the injured boy. Mr. Doc•kory said that his son was eighteen years of ago, and was on his way home from work when the unfortunate, affair occurred. His son had not^r^g whatever* to do with the BY He had just come from the j

hospital, whnro tho doctor had reported that the bullet had passed within half nn Inch of tho right lung. The boy was In a vary low Condition, and could spe.tk only with difficulty. Mr. Dockery further explained' that it was Impossible for him to pay the expenses that were being incurred. A visit was then p«id to Mr. t.eekio. butcher, at the corner of Hoppur nnd Webb-atraets. He said: "I first saw the fray m Tarannkl- , strwl. The mob was up tho road, somewhere about Odlln's mill, I beard one of the mounted Nokc-i e.«y. 'Corn? on, FHldlngs. we'll line right across tho road, and TAKE THE WHOLE BLOODY MOB OF THEM.' They then wheeled their howea Into Jine^ and set oil at full gallop. I Moppfd thore to &nd übal dsmage ilu*y had dene. When I r*ckon«*d. Iy j the al.*.no* ai screaming and shout* ] ing. that no one had been hurt, 1 j walked up Webb-street to my jhop, j to warn my wife and my boy to

| keep inßide. as the f MEN ON HORSES HAD GONE MAJD. ' ' ,__ - I then went out into HoppeKsircet I to toll passers-by to keep out ot tho I way. * I met Mr. Johnston with, bis wife and child, and said to thorn,' 'Don't go down Webb-street, Tho men are jenad.' The next thing I heard was a ¥ clatter] ot horses up Webb-street.' I looked" out of the window and saw a contingent of . mounted men riding at full gallop, j both on -roadway and footpath, j While the people were scattering In ; all directions to save their lives, I j could see the flash from the_ revol- \ vers, and hear the reports of the : shots. They jjalloped up as far as Thomson-street, wheeled round, and ; made another mad charge back to ' Tnranaki-street. I heard no shots .'■ fired on tho return journey. I saw the whole performance, and am certain that no revolver was Used 1 m the street, except py tho mounted men." -' ? . . ■ Mrs. Thomson, stationer at the j cornor of Arthur and TarahafctUtreots, stated that, In consequence j of the disturbance on Monday night, her windows had been broken by stones and bullets, and her rooms and stock damaged by water when tho hoses wore turned on the crowd. In the morning she' had put up a notice outside her door, "NO SCABS SERVED HERE I" Two of tho country bumpkins, who had donned batons and spurs, entered tho shop, end insisted on being served. Without ado, Mrs. Thompson picked up the "No scab" noticehoard and hanged thorn out of the shop. By-and-by another of tho "Johnnies" came "along and was similarly, refused. He grew abusive and threatening, when the lady took -; him by tho two shoulders and, shoved him into the middle of the street, meanwhile boating a tattoo upon his i face with her two hands. i So much for Commissioner Cullen i and his no-bhooting announcements. ' "Truth" is not prepared to say that the Commissioner is lying, but it is ' prepared to say that his Intelligence ' Department is. defective, and that his scabs have been pouring fairy ' tales into his ears.. j Now, a wotd as to the general conduct of these gentlemanly farm, ' ers' sons who have been imported from the country. On Monday after- . noon two were riding along upper , Taranaki-street. They spied two at- , tractive ladies coming towards them, j One was a newly-married woman— , the other a young girl of about . nineteen years of age As the ladies , approached, tho two gallant mounted men edged their horses towards ( the pavement and made certain IMPROFEU PROPOSALS, Those are the men, ye rulers of Now Zealand, that * you have brought down to Wellington to protect life and property I On Tuesday morning, between B.SO and 0 o'clock, a well-known journalist. Socialist, and propagandist of all the other "Ista" that tho capitalistic class bates, reached the top of Tory-street at its juncture with Bucklc&ircet. There waa a "special" constable on duty at the intersection. Evidently recognising our friend, this manly, brave, and eminently^ resectable preserver of peace called out: "When are you bloody b— — — « going to stop this thing ?" "When the thing is Bottled, •• came from our surenstic friend, "We'll bloody soon settle you. your revolvers are nothing to our rifles," responded tho representative of brute force. And this is "law and order," as interpreted by the wretched tooh ••! a mls-Govc^nmcnt that ia afraid »o come Into the open and allow a freo expression of their opinion. That H<_rdmnn--thtt 'Nero m tho gnruefully realises his position. Is vv[deneod by tho fact that he bos to bo protects! at home and abroad hy detachments of his own minions. Knowing biui In the old days of It to ol'.scure snhcitorshtp m Central otngo, the writer is not surprised. He likes the role, and would dearly lovr. to don the toga and crown -of l;tun?l leaves, and drive through the streets as repressor m chief.