WALTER NOSSACK SPEAKS.

Oamaru Mail, Volume I, Issue 282, 19 March 1877, Page 2

WALTER NOSSACK SPEAKS.

_ o Carelessness on the part of the runners in the delivery of papers is frequently the cause of messages being sent to newspaper offices to " Stop my paper," or perhaps a milder course is adopted, and a, complaint is lodged in reference to irregular delivery ; but it is ssldom indeed that a journalist receives such a message as the one published below, in consequence of a man's address not being so well known as he thinks it should be. In this town there unfortunately lives a man named WALTER HOSSACK, who has gained a considerable amount of notoriety of a by no means enviable description A few days ago lie was charged at the Resident Magistrate's Court with being illegally on the premises of another resident named Hanson, who was away from home at the time, and with annoying his wife by endeavouring to obtain admission to her house. Previous to this case coming on it seems that Hossack was a subscriber to the North Otago Times. In the report of the proceedings, however, our contemporary made allusion to Hossack's previous character, or, as he himself styled it in his defence, his '•'little love affairs." This roused th<* man's ire, and he sent a polite note, probably somewhat similar to the one published below, declining in future to countenance the paper in const queues of its allusions to his previous' career. After doing without a paper for a few days he seems to have been imbued .vith a longing to know what w;ts going on in the outer world, and c-jnss'.pisritly AVE AY.3RE FAVOURED AVITH A VISIT FROM HIM. He appeared in our publishing offioe on Thursday evening last, while the paperwas in the hands of the publisher. He wore a patronising smile upon his elongated visage, and we thought lie had brought some important intelligence. He looked at the publisher in a condescending manner, and grandiloquently ordered him to send a paper in future to his house. The publisher, who was busily engaged at the time, lookel up with clue humility, and blandly asked, "What address, please?" I The question seemed to completely stagger Hossack. To think that anyone iu Oamaru should NOT KNOW HIS ADDRESS ,' Could such things be ? Was he in his senses, or had his ears deceived him ? The surprise was so plainly depicted upon his countenance that a reporter, who was standing by at the time, says lie puuld not but feel a kind of contempt for one who could ask such a question, and it was only out of respect for HOSSACK'S OUTRAGED FEELINGS that ho did not adapt Brett Harfce, and exclaim, "Not know Hossack! I say,stranger, where hev ye bin ']" However, all things have an ending, and even Walter* Hossack at last recovered sufficiently frain, his state of surprise to be able to inquire, "D'ye not know who I am?"' "Yes," replied the publisher, in a withering tone, as much as to inquire who did not; " but I want to know where you live." The address was curtly given, and Hossack left, evidently considering himself AN INJURED MAN. Nothing more was thought about the matter, but to our surprise Saturday's post brought forth the following extraordinary epistle : Oamaru 1G March 1877 . (I have seen meney of your class in life) .to the agust parson mannagen the Evjning Mail take Notice that I do not want your Magnehcent publecation Namely the Evening. Mail you do not chuse to know me nifcher do I chuse to know yon that is what I call tit for tit & keep the Evening Mail untile I asks it I have yet to lern to nuckill down to hen pickers but impertenant Igornance I have had enough from the grait or rather would he oamaru lights with a Burster or a Evening mail at the Barks winderfull larg I am "Walter Hossack that can live,-~ without you a*id your sevelitay ,/;