ELECTIONS OF SCHOOL COMMITTEES.

Otago Witness, Issue 1156, 24 January 1874, Page 14

ELECTIONS OF SCHOOL COMMITTEES.

Elections of School Committees have takea place as follows :—: —

Taieri Ferry. — John M'lndoe, Amos M'Kegg, Peter M'Bean, R. P. Sinclair, John Mackay, William Lorey, John Stephenson, William M'Swan, Alex Leonard. Lake Waipori. — John Shennan, Thomas Matheson, Donald Munro, John M'Kay, Robert Robinson, Alex Kinloch, J. H. Wilson, Robsrt Petrie, K. B. Twelftree. North East Valley.— A. G. Watson, William Hutton, George Calder, Isaac Green, James Farquharson, John Longworth, David Anderson.

Outram. — John Grant, Thos. Richardson, Alex Chisholm, Peter Grant, Gilbert Buchanan, James Millar, Wm. M'Leod. Kakanui. — James F. Crawford, Matthew Morton, James Matheson, R. M 'Donald, John Gray, Thomas M'Kenzie, Robert Sim« mers, Hugh Dunlop, Robert Amies. Kaikorai?— J. Gillies, A. H. Rose, A. C. Begg, J. Cunningham, J. (Lambert, S. Haigh, R. Watson, N. Y. A. Wales, R. Chisholm. Waihola. — Alexander Mollison, Andrew Robertson, James M'Kay, Thomas Douglas, Francis Albert, Thomas Findlay, Alexand er Adam.

Tuakitoto. — Jae. Anderson, William Currie, John Currie, Archibald Dunlop, Matthew Tweed.

A Maoii and a Chinaman engaged in an encounter of wits the other day, on the Port Chalmers Railway Pier. The men were fair types of their respective racea. On the one hand, the Maori, with tattooed features and haughty bearing ; on the other, the Mongol, low-browed and crafty of look, with shaven crown and pendent pigtail. The Maori was no other than W. Potiki, well-known at the Port ; whilst the Celestial was one of those who left on Wednesday for the land of their fathers in the barque Hadda. The meeting was brought about casually. Potiki, decked ouc iv gorgeous array, with belltopper on head, was walking up the Pier with a medical friend, and meeting two or three Chinamen who seemed to be impressed by his appearance, patroniaingly addressed one of them thus— "Ha, John Chinaman, so you are going home, eh ?" To which the Chinaman replied not ; but after eyeing hia interrogator intently for a moment or two, marched up to him, and placing his fingers on the tattooing on Potiki's face, remarked contemptuously, "What good that, eh?' Replied the Maori, straightening himself up while his eyes flashed indignautly, "That welly good joke," and then came tho retort quick and sudden, as with a sweep of his arm he knocked the Chinaman's hat off, and seizing hia pigtail, whirled the Celestial round, at the same time shouting gleefully, "But what good this, eh?" The Chinaman eyed his antagonist askance, picked up his hat. and silently marched off, leaving Potiki in possession of the field,