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Star (Christchurch), Issue 1167, 14 November 1871, Page 3

" This woi'ld is all a fleeting show," said a priest to a friend in the last stage of health. "Yes," -was. the prompt reply, "but if there be no objection, I'd rather see the show a little longer." A writer in Once a Week says : — " I was one morning overtaken by an active, hale old feilow, who had been a soldier and seen a great deal of service, but was at the time a river bargeman. In our journey we passed a directing post, with arms in good condition, and coataining full info/mation. "Do'ce know what that is?" said my companion. " A directing post, of course." " I call 't a pa3son." " A person ! "Why ?" " Cause'ee tell'th the way, but doth'n't do io't." Before wo separated we pacsed a second post, which was very dilapidated,, and had 10-t its arms. •' If the po3t we saw just now were a parson," said I, "whaL's this one ?' " Oh, he's a bishop." " Exp'ain." "He neither tell'th nor go'th."