THE WOWSER’S FALL.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 17189, 5 November 1923, Page 1

THE WOWSER’S FALL.

BY SIN BAD. I knew a dull fellow, a gloomy old bean, of countenance yellow, of aspect most mean : his heart beyond measure was horrid and bleak, for he took no pleasure in Carnival Week. With eyes wild and harried. and many a groan, to me once he carried his pitiful moan. “ This week fast and torrid quite shocks me,” said lie; “I think it is horrid each morning to see the crowd to the races go rushing away, with smiles on their faces, and laughter most gay. They leave their employment. all out to seek fun ; it gives them enjoyment to watch horses run. Alas for our nation, when such things can lie! With great consternation the prospect T see; for when to the course they horse they may make a small bet! Oh. horror! Oh. trouble! Oh. times most amiss! The bookmaker’s pleasures unlawful 1 view with affright; I think it is awful; such things are not right.” This man 1 persuaded to to watch a race; last night he paraded the things that took place. ‘‘l’ve been, and I’ve seen it.’’ lie stated to me; “’twas ripping- 1 mean it —the horses to see; I got quite excited ; my scruples did fall ; this racing I’ve slighted is not bad at all.”