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Taranaki Herald, Volume XL, Issue 9140, 22 July 1891, Page 2

A report reached town to-day (Wednesday), in effect that a pair of bullocks yoked to a dray, the property of Mr Z. Wells, and driven by his son, backed into the side railing of Upjohn's bridge, on the Junction Iload, on Tuesday, and, carrying the protection away, fell over into the river. The driver was not on the dray. As far as can be learned the bullocks were not killed, although considerably knocked about. The express train had a narrow escape from being derailed on Tuesday night. Just about ten minutes before she was due at Eliot-street a gentleman going homo saw two horses on the line between Gover and Eliot-streets. He at onco tried to drive them off, but instead of going over the side of the embankment in the way they came on to the line the animals ran along the line from one cattle stop to the other at the Gover street street end and vice versa. After consider able difficulty, the gentleman succeeded in eventually driving the animals off just before tne train came' along. If the animals had been allowed to remain on the line they would have run before the engine till they came to the cattle stop, where they would have stood, and the engine would have run' into them, with what result it would be hard to conceive. The owners of horses should be made to keep their animals off the line. ' Mr W. H. Wainhou3e, for many years manager of Mrs Bowen's " Public Benefit Stores," left on Tuesday morning by the ss. Takapuna en route for England, where ho intends entering into the Taranaki butter trade; introducing it into the large establishments in Lancashire and the inland counties. Mr Wainhouse, since he has been in New Plymouth, has made himself very popular with the public, and during the ten j ears he has been with Mrs Bowen worked up her business to very large dimensions. He was to be °een in the shop morning, noon, and night, arranging the articles to make them appear most attractive to the customers; whilst as a "window dresser" he was not to be excelled in the taste he displayed. His Christmas decorations were always attractive, and excited no end of admiration from the public. Mr Wainhouse as a business man was a careful buyer and excellent seller, seeming by instinct to grasp at once the class of article any purchaser required. In his mission Home, we feel certain, he is sure to succeed, for he is painstaking and thoroughly reliable; and wherever he goes he will have a good word for Taranaki, a place where, he more than onco stated to us, he passed tho most pleasant part of his life. A funny story is being told about the Queen. A band was playing before Her Majesty at Windsor, and the. Queen, who is nothing if not curious, being pleased with a particular air, demanded the name of it. Someone went and enquired, but failed to bring back the information; so Her Majesty sent again to ascertain, and then it transpired that the melody was entitled "Come where the boose is cheapest ! " And how (said one officer to another) could one tell Her Majesty yet? A correspondent writes as follows toono of tho Wellington journals: — '* Are there no scavengers in the city ? Is there no system of street cloaning ? Wellington, at the present time, ie, I ehould say, tho dirtiest place in or out of Her Majesty's dominions. Moles worth-street is strewn all over with every conceivable filth that j iicCTotea in tho track of civilisation, and has been bo for wooks, and many other parts of the city are in the same state. When the dry weather comes all this stufl! will blow about and be the cause of ditoaso and death." Among the guests at a large hotel In London was a maiden lady from the counliy districts. The landlord noticed, about nine o'clock every night, she would come down stairs, get a pitcher of water, and returned to her room. "One night," he said, " he made so bold as to speak to her, and asked her why she did not ring the bell for the hall-boy to bring tho water to her." " But there is no bell in my room." "No bell in your room, madam ! Pray let me show you.' And with that he took the pitcher of water in his hand, and escorted her to her apartment. Entering I the room, he pointed out to her the knob ol the electric bell. She gazed at it with a sot t ol! horror, and then exclaimed, " Dear mo 1 Is that v bell ? Wby the hall-boy told me it was the fire alarm signal, and I j must never touch it, except in case of fire !" And that iB how tho email boy saved hiiuw\£ tlio UQubig g£ g O j n g for wutur.