NEWS FROM ALL SOURCES.

Poverty Bay Herald, Volume VIII, Issue 1352, 21 June 1881, Page 2

NEWS FROM ALL SOURCES.

The bouncing West is commonly supposed to be the bright particular hot bed of fabulous tales, but the must apocryphal cold weather story this year comes from Litchfield, Conn. A man by the name of Bright went out in the morning to pump water for his stock. As he had not returned at noon his wife started out to seek him. There he stood at the well pumping, literally, for his life ; for, through a hole in the trough the water had flowed around his boots, and, freezing solid, fastened him securely in his tracks. To keep from freezing to death the farmer had continued to pump violently all the morning, although the well was soon exhausted. His wife set him free by heaping salt around his boots. That story has the same defect as the trough — it won't hold water.

In reference to the healing miracles claimed to have been performed by Father Maloney, a Roman Catholic priest at Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, a later despatch says: — "The 'Prayer Cure' established at Erict, Pa., run by Father Maloney, has been closed by the investigations of a reporter. In the case of Ellen M'Guillan there is evidence of collusion between the priest and his patient. Bishop Mullen would hold no intercourse with Maloney, and the latter forwarded charges against him to the Archbishop of Philadelphia. It is believed that Maloney has for some weeks received hundreds of dollars by mail alone. The reporter has made affidavits, showing up forgeries and frauds."

At Grahamstown, Port Elizabeth (Cape of Good Hope), on April 11th, Mr. Gladstone was burnt in effigy, the terms of the Transvaal settlement having given great dissatisfaction. A " charge " was read over the effigy, the conclusion of which is thus reported : — " Men of Grahamstown, — Of the high crimes and misdemeanours imputed to the accused how find you ] Is he guilty or not guilty ?" — " Guilty. " " Are you unanimous]" — "Yes." — "Traitor and coward! God may forgive you, but we never can. The unanimous sentence of this meeting is that your vile body be committed to the all-devouring element, and that your ashes be scattered to the foui quarters of earth, with the hearty curses of every loyal British subject. God save the Queen 1" — (Great cheering.)

He was tall and awkward, ahe wa3 short and bashful, and both wore a nervous aspect of exceeding great joy. They entered a hotel in Chicago, and after he had registered his name " and lady," he said to the clerk .* " See here, mister, me and my wife have just been spliced, and I am going to show Amanda Chicago if it takes a mule a day. Now give us oue of them rooms like the Temple of Solomon, you know." The clerk called a hall boy and said : " Show this gentleman to the bridal chamber." At this direotion the tall rustic became instantly excited, " Not by a durned sight ! Ye shiny-hrtircd, biled-shirted, dollar-breast pinned, grinning monkey, you can't play that on me 1 If I am from the country, ye don't catch me and tny wife sleeping in your old harnessroom.' And they left the hotel.