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Poverty Bay Herald, Volume XXVI, Issue 8408, 6 January 1899, Page 3

A Georgia bride ia described in one of the local papers as "looking a very lily, cradled in the golden glimmer of some evening lake — a foam fleck, Bnowy yet sunflushed, crowning the ripplings of some soft Southern sea." A few years hence she will be described as looking a very hollyhock, cradled in the shadowy seclusion of a stake and ridered rail fence— a red sunset, fierce and flushed, crowning the ripplings of some soft Southern wash-tub. According to Public Opinion, Major Lawrio is the hero of an interesting superstition. Beforo the Battle of Atbnra he discovered in tho ventilator of his helmet an energetic spider, which came out in the evening, and having had his supper of flies, returned to his hiding-place. Perhaps, remembering the story of Bruce and the spider, the major left his new friend unmolested, find went into the Atbara fight with him. Men were killed all round, but Major Lawrie escaped without a scratch. At Omdurman he commanded ii battery, and again was unwounded. Meanwhile the spider slnmbered in the helmet, waiting for this ridiculous human commotion to cease that he might come out and kill flies for supper. When tho hurly-burly was over, Major Lawrie packed various articles to be sent home, and amongst them the helmet and the spider. Too late he remembered that he had 6ent his little friend on a long voyage without any larder. In great tribulation he hastened to London, opened the helmetbox, expecting to find the spider a corpse, and was rejoiced to see him alive, ami even vigorous. Stranger, still, on the way to England he (we beg pardon— shu) had produced two young spiders I