IN TOWN AND OUT

Southland Times, Issue 20499, 30 May 1928, Page 6

IN TOWN AND OUT

NEWS OF THE DAY. More Light Needed. “I don’t know why the Gas and Electricity Department takes the moon into consideration when lighting the town,” said the Mayor last evening when a councillor criticized the way the town was lighted. * * * » Motor Racing. Although the Southland Motor Association has decided not to be connected with motor racing on Oreti Beach there is no likelihood of motor racing being abandoned in Southland. From information gleaned yesterday by a Times reporter it seems certain that a strong club will shortly be formed in Invercargill to promote the interests of motor racing. It is not improbable that steps will be taken to have an Aero Club associated with the Motor Racing Club. * * * * Oreti Beach. Several motorists who have studied closely the idiosyncrasies of Oreti Beach state that there is no cause for alarm over the debris at present disfiguring the beach. One of them informed a reporter that on the occasion of the first motor races held on the beach the sand was covered with weed and rubbish on the Thursday prior to the racing. That evening the tide cleared away the seaweed but deposited in its place thousands of mussel shells. The committee felt anything but optimistic on Friday evening when they beheld the beach littered with shells, but to their delight by Saturday afternoon the beach was again in perfect order. ‘‘ln the winter time when high seas are common the beach will often be disfigured,” concluded the reporter’s informant. “I think you will find that in a few days the sand will be quite clear again.” # * * * Missed the Train.

Although the through express has developed a habit of arriving late, it invariably pulls out of the station at the appointed time on the northern journey. Yesterday morning a number of students were returning to their various colleges in Christchurch, and all assembled on the station in good time with the exception of two. A fond parent had delayed the home farewells overlong and they arrived at the station in time to see the train disappearing round the bend. Father was prompt in his actions and in record time his car was bounding along Tay street in a neck and neck struggle with the iron horse. Woodlands was the winning post. Forty, fifty miles an hour! It was a thrilling contest worthy of a picture film. A stray horse or cow, a puncture, anything and it would have been all over. The car held nobly to the road and beat the express by a short nose. The students were quickly transferred and father was left to make the return journey to Invercargill at a more leisurely pace and with much to think of.