A DIARY OF TO-DAY.

Stratford Evening Post, Issue 41, 27 September 1928, Page 4

A DIARY OF TO-DAY.

(By “BYSTANDER.”')

Tliere lias been some criticism by one .of two about the management of the Stratford Football Club. Apparently the trouble is that th,o team is so badly managed that it ca.ij only win the shield. —xx — Headlines in a Sydney paper: “May Live. Throat gashed. Wife’s wound fatal. Domestic tragedy.” The last removes any suggestion of a birthday party. XXX Members of Parliament sat for hours and debated the Mental Defectives’ Bill. Perhaps some of them wore able to speak from first hand knowledge. —xx — An Auckland man was taken ill while on his wy to his weddihg and was robbed of £4O while lying unconscious on the railway station. In addition, a day or soi before the one who was to have been best man was knocked down by a motor ear and injured. But there may bo worse to come unless the bridegroom takes the warning. —xxx — A Stratford business man had rather a nasty one put across him the other day—quite unwittingly he it. remembered. Ho met another business man on the street and said: ‘‘Hello, old chap, I haven’t seen you for ages.” “No,” replied the other, “I haven’t had a drink for a fortnight.” Now, that is a true one. I heard the remarks. —xxx There has been a very severe wind storm in Auckland, from which considerable damage has resulted. Aucklanders cannot wax sarcastic a t Wellington’s windiness any more, but probably in accordance with their usual custom will make odious comparisons. For instance, they might say that Wellington’s wind can only cany off hpts, while Auckland’s gentle breezes have no difficulty m transferring outhouses, roofs, trees., etc., to new locations, quite on the spur of the moment. —xx — An Auckland Communist has been fined for possessing seditious literature. Apparently the safest way for these people to spread the doctrines is for them to address a crowd. In the British Empire it seems to he quite legal to say seditious things hut not to read them. —xx — Mrs. Aimie McPherson, the Yankee Evangelist who has found Paris a den of iniquity, might have clone more useful work had she stayed in America and talked about Chicago. She is cine of those '‘four square gospellers” who travel about with publicity agents and what not, and she usually manages to rake in quite a handsome living. Aimie is now on the way to convert heathen England, but sire is not calculated to get the same reception as she is used to receive' in America unless of course the English stein so of humour departed.