Shaun’s Patch.

Southland Times, Issue 18810, 1 May 1920, Page 11

Shaun’s Patch.

A little nonsense now and then,” “Hudibras.”

1 remember that when Lord Jellicoe was in the Dominion Dr Thacker stated that he intended to ask that he should be made the next Governor-General. The British Government has obeyed the Mayor of Christchurch.

These women politicians turn out some neat ones! Speaking in the Paisley contest Lady Bonham-Carter said that voting was as easy “as easy as A.B.C. A for Asquith, B for Biggar and C for Coalition. That was the order they will be in when the poll is declared." A witty prophet!

Two firsts and a second in three bets at the Auckland races! The Prince is some picker as well as some Prince!

TRIOLET OF REGRETS. Summer is gone And autumn has ended All bowling i* done, Summer is gone. And 1 must put on My boots that are mended; Summer has gone And autumn has ended. Winter is here, The .-torm Fiend is faring. Frosts hover near, Winter is here. I must, my dear, My woollens be wearing— Winter is here, The storm Fiend is faring.

London Mercury, the new British literary magazine, tells us that a little while ago u woman, entering some offices, noticed on open doors a name that took her fancy and later when to her a son was bom she used it, calling him No.-mo King Jones. A few days later she went to the same building and saw the doors closed: No Smoking.

Some height::; The Ridiculous—The corporation’s sports grounds. Of lisrnity—American football. Of Ehnsity—Passengers on an Invercargill tram. Of Shrewdness-—The Man who has left his matches in his other pocket. Of Laziness—-Him. Of Industry—Me. • ■»**»**

I notice that three Invercargillites have been roped into an Inverness society which has as its motto “Clann nan Gaidheal ri guiailean a,cheile.” Come home, come home! For home is beat, Bring all the Gaelic you have got, O! Come home, come home and a rest Then try ye to pronounce our motto!

After the loco men, the A.S.R.S., and then the P. and T. officers, followed by the teachers, the Civil Service, members of Parliament, Cabinet Ministers and finally William. But why do it in sections? Why not all come out on the one day? The whole dominion—and then we can call in the Chatham Islanders as mediators!

At a recent performance by the Russian ballet in London the orchestra introduced a typewriter. Doubtless it plays many keys. Some day, if I live long enough, perhaps I’ll hear an etude played upon the Caps, A czardas or some other foreign jig Worked out on keys augmented to the Fig. A fugue I’m sure will not be out of place: “New is the time” with frequent use of back space, And think upon the "Quick Brown Fox” with zest! With thumbs upon the space-bar for a rest! In syncopated time, the commentator Will mark the using of the tabulator, While some musician from a distant seaboard Will play a barcarolle on single keyboard. I’ll live to hear a sonaune to peace On full machine and marginal release, A funeral march, restricted with indention And in slow time, by slacking vac the tension.