NAPIER NONSENSE

Observer, Volume 8, Issue 435, 23 April 1887, Page 18

NAPIER NONSENSE

i What kind of an affair was that S. G. R., the draper, gave recently ? Was it a ball, or what ? ...Where did J. T., the printer, raise the girl the other night. He makes a fine walking-stick, I must say... Why does the artistic Miss V. always trot round with the Emerson-street chemists F P. R. may well shake hands with I himself over the success that has attended his recent efforts in the way of courting. Won her at last, eh, old man ?... The next time A. S. attends a ' spiritualistic meeting,' he will take fine care not to fall over a chair and knock his nose out of -joint. The spirits were evidently one too many for him on the last occasion — I don't know whether it was spirits from the other world, or ' spirits ' from some little wayside pub, but spirits of some kind asserted their supremacy over 'weak flesh.' and chance the ducks. ..F. L. got into a row the other night, and had a small shanty erected over his eye. How nice !...J. R., the doughey, is about again, and is the same old fchree-and-fonrpenco . . . The Wellington cricketers came up and teased the life out of our local men, and showed them how they play cricket in the windy city. Heenan made 11G, and as much as told our knights of the willow that he did that every morning before breakfast. A few of the fair sex assembled to see the match. Was it to see the game or the players ? Both, I suppose. Of course Miss X., of Shakespeare-road, took a great interest in the game, because her beloved ' ran the show.' Some say he didn't boss the local men enough. Miss B. H. also took a lively interesjHHk proceedings. Does she still keep the bi^^^Bk masher, R. S., on a string, althongwi^B^ has departed for that one-horse town — Gisborne ?...Miss L.'s cheerful cemetery laugh could have been heard half-a-mile away the other night when S. P., the carpenter, told her something funny... What made W.F. A. stand outside and look through the window all night on the occasion of the cricketers' smoke concert? Why didn't he get a ticket and go inside and have a thorough good time ! It would have only cost him 7s Gd.\.What an artist W. C, the lawyer's clerk, is, to be sure...R. M., the counter-jumper at the big shop, is evidently struck on Miss Le M., of Shakespeare r0ad.... 1s it by chance, or design that he meets her every dinner hour r... Who was the young lady who was heard to say at the end of Tennyson-street the other night that Miss so-and-so could not play, and that the piano wanted pitching outside ? Is she jealous, or what?... What a sorry-looking lot our volunteers were when they came back from Taranaki. Halfcooked meat, unboiled spuds, and bad tea besides. A twelve-hour ride in a cattle truck is just the thing to rile our mashers. F. H. says he was jolly near starved, and didn't have a square meal since he left Napier. ..Can't B. L. sum up enough courage to pop the question r Wait till leap year, old man, and the desire of your heart will probably be gratified. ..H. R. is wondering whether Miss G., the ragtacker, cares for him. Go in, old man, faint heart never won a fat turkey...How surprised P. S. was on Sunday night when he found Miss F. L. had given him the slip coming out of church. Talk about the vanishing lady trick ! Oh, ginger !... What a figure little O. cuts on horseback. Just twig him ..We had a ' fashionable wedding' here recently when H. G. W. was united in the holy bonds of wedlock with Miss A... PI D. seemed to be having a most enjoyable time at the post the other evening with that young lady in black. His arm just got round her waist nicely. Is that the way the Spit people do it ? Yum, yum !