Devonport Entertains Mr Joe Carrie.

Observer, Volume XX, Issue 1121, 23 June 1900, Page 20

Devonport Entertains Mr Joe Carrie.

language of his own, so it was taken for granted that all was well, especially as he and \Viliiam Pfttt,araon were very happy at the time. A gentleman wi'h a bald pate, who rose to propose ' The Press,' baid he was connected with the press, bat his utter ignorance of press etiquette rather gave him away ; bat being a little mixed, and also Scotch, he waa forgiven. Harry Brett responded from under the table. ' God Save the Queen ' and ' Anld Lang Syne ' closed a very merry and enjoyable evening', and the cheer upon cheer that nose for* Joe Carrie must have reached bis happy family, snugly nestling in.their cosy qnartera close by. Then we nil paseed home, happy, bat not too happy. Good company, first-class attention, and good things. What more could man want ?

Mb Joseph Cabbie, so well-known in Auckland's traffic world where a horse is ran, was immensely prond of the gathering 'n the Foresters' Hall at Davonport on Tuesday week, called together by the employees and fellow-workers of Messrs Patterson and Company, the well-known coach proprietors, to bid farewell to their 1 boas.' on his severing his connection with that firm to take up the position of traffic manager for the Devon port Ferry Company. Over a hundred guests sat down to a really nice little spread. Nothing stinted, and all good, and prepared by a phonograph fiend who is also a baker. Devonport's well-kDown medico, Dr. Laing, occupied the chair, with the guest and Jimmy Martin on his right hand, and Mr Patterson on his left.

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Harry Brett led off with a song. Then came the toast of ' The Queen, '—one verse sung, as usual. Then a song by a yonth who had a most wonderful way of distorting his face. Now came the toast of ' Army and Navy,' proposed by Mr Marlin. James had a neat little speech on the tip of his tongae, but his fulness of heart would not let him say too much. Captain Latham responded. The gallant captain has seen a lot of soldiering, and ppoke from experience of onr gallant defenders' bardships, and gave a recitation later on that stirred the military spirit in every listener's lieart. Arthur Brett now saner, with a sweet-toned voice that deserved an encore. Church .choir training is splendid exercise for the throat. ' Our Guest, Mr Joseph Carrie,' was proposed by the chairman, who gave Joe a real clean sheet of good character, said he was sorry to miss a patient from the district, but still wished him God speed, after which he produced a gold watcb and chain and gold bangle for Mr and Mrs Carrie. The toast was drunk with'cheers, and other cheers, etc. And then Joe responded, and thanked them all — told as how proud he was, etc., and sat down suddenly. Mr Johnson ground out a few selections on the phonograph. ' Just One Girl ' took immensely. And then more songs from those rubicund features of Mr Paget, Messrs Grimlin, Ingham, Steele and othere, not forgetting the young man with the nose, Mr Cave. One of the toasts of the evening was ' The Employees,' responded to by Jimmy Clark, who rattled out a few words and sat down ; George Patterson also said a few sweet words, and then Jimmy McCreary stepped into the breach and gave a real straight- oat speech from the heart. "" He ba* worked for six bosses here and six bosses at Home, but never had a boss like Joe. Jim is the boss whip of Auckland, and a word from him told The little EpeecSh was cheered heartily. Ted Rogers, with happy features, sparkling eyes, and a bang of four whisps, tried to say a word or two, bnt was too full for utterance. After the toast of • The Employees,' Alf. Hartley struck up ' Come, All Ye Faithful,' which was sung by the whole company, showing clearly the church has seen a few in its time. Bob Wynyard gave the toast of ' Absent Friends,' and also responded for them. ' Our Borough ' brought Mr J. C. Macky from his seat. The Mayor of Devonport said he was glad Joe Catxie had never grumbled at the borough roads, at whioh there waß a dißtinct groan from every knight of the whip, especially Peter. Robertson, who has used the whip freely for a long time on the Lake Road, and knows a thing or two*. Peter growled for a long time, but waa soon happy again when Mr E. W. Alison gave a couple of recitation?, one in Peter's own language— broad Scotch — and another in Irish, the gems of the evening. Mr Robert" Duier Bpoke kindly of hie friend Joe. Mr William Patterson couldn't let the chance slip to tell the company what a good eater aB well as manager the guest bad' been. An old gentleman named Jarrett also had a long say in favour of Joe, bat spoke in a