OUR STREETS.

Poverty Bay Herald, Volume VI, Issue 807, 12 June 1879, Page 2

OUR STREETS.

[To the Editor % of the Hkkald.] Sib, — I perceive by your last night's issue, that the Borough Council have, at last made a step in the right direction in the mutter of the Waikanae streets, and the approaches thereto. The long drain from Grey-street to the Nesbitt Road is now flowing between sections which are built on and inhabited, and it would be productive of very disastrous effects if the same were not kept well open — it should be deepened at once. The crossings of the Waikauae Block, for want of culverts and a little forming, are simply impassable, and it is disgraceful that such " sloughs of desporid " should exist in our midst. Take, for oxample, the most used thorouglxfare — Lowe-street. I had occasion to pass along it the other day, and the only way to get past in front of Mr. Bourke's without wading up to one's knees, was to perform a gymnastic feafc on a laddex*, which was the only means of travelling the street without wading. I am informed that the Waikanae Block (on which I live) has paid rates for years past, not one penny of which have been expended thereon. This, to say the least of it is extremely unfair. The present l'evenxie derivable by the Borough therefrom is about fifty pounds per annum, yet not fifty shillings have been spent in making the streets there practicable, or in keeping open the drain which really relieves a great length within the town.— Yours, <&c, Resident.

Talking of Australian Exhibition Commissioners (writes the correspondent of a contemporary) there was a story about one of them which went the rounds of the Colonials in Paris during our stay there. The commissioner in question put on the Windsor uniform to meet the. Prince of Wales, who had promised to visit his court. The Prince I was a little late, and as the commissioner walked up and down in the panoply of state, he said to his secretary. '• How does this dress become me ? Do I look like a military officer?" "Not that quite," answered the secretary. "Do I look like an admiral, then ?" proceeded the querist. " I should not take you for that either." responded the other party to the conversation. "Then in heaven's name, what do I look like V persisted the commissioner. Said the secretary, "You look like a blooming pii'ate !"