OUR LETTER BOX
J.E.J., Wairangi.— We shall have time to look it ovar before next week. Guhdigger.— Your little trouble is dealt with in our ♦Lancings' this week. Monte Cbristo. — Yes, poets are born, not made. Pity so many of them are born. B.E.R.— We have not yet completed our prize list, but it will be out in a week or two. It is a ' boomer.'
Mixed.— Get out; you are goaking. Certainly Mr O'Meagher is not a Scotch man. Neither is Tim Doolan. J. X.— Seen something very like it in a recent number of the Family Herald. We are not receivers of stolen goods. Uncle Joe.— You say : 'If the lines have no merit I would much rather you told me so frankly.' We will befrank. The lines have no merit.
Ted. — You are mixed, very mixed, on theosophy. Get Sinnett's 'Esoteric Bhuddism. 1 It's the beßt text book on the subject we know of.
Thames. — Our circulation last week was the largest the Observer has had for eleven years. Thanks for the compliment and the subscription. Freeman's Bat.— The publication of your letter would only embarrass the constable. We quite agree with you that he ia an excellent officer— aye, one of the best in the force.
Patriot. — You are a nice patriot, you are. To our mind, the reconstruction of the Cabinet is the very best that could have been made, but we hope yet to see Mr Thompson Minister of Public Works. Constant Reader. — So you think Mr J. C. Firth should have been called to the Upper House and made Premier, do you? By what you say you are an almighty believer in J. C. Firth as an administrator, notwithstanding the fact that he didn't ' administrate ' his own affairs as well as he might.
Crush Hat.— They are in Wellington, where bouquets, ' pomes, 1 love-letters, invitations to supper, jewellery, and other odds and ends are being lavished on them by hosts of admirers. Your only chance would be to join the company. Why not write to Pete Hughes ? Alice. —Thanks for the notes and ball programme. But the account of your dance is very long. Would it not be better to send it to the office where you had your printing done? That is a rule of the trade, you know. We find room for full reports of dances in every case in which the printing is done at our office. Other papers do likewise. Declined with thanks.
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Observer, Volume XI, Issue 750, 13 May 1893, Page 20
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465OUR LETTER BOX Observer, Volume XI, Issue 750, 13 May 1893, Page 20
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