BY THE WAY.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 18614, 16 November 1928, Page 9

BY THE WAY.

SOME COLLECTIONS AND REFLECTIONS. (By One of the Boys.) What is all this talk about another general election? If I know anything of politicians there won’t be any further appeal to the constituencies. The average politician is a high-souled patriot who will recognise his duty to his country and stay where he is. X X X And that’s what I say. The interests of the country transcend the interests of any party. Let us all sink our party feelings and work together for the good of all. X X X Besides, it’s hard enough getting into Parliament once without having to win a seat twice. X X X No, my motto, if ever I get into the House, will be, “J'y suis, j’y reste.” X X X I wonder Howard M'Cully get on if there was another election. X X X We were on our way home from the Square on Thursday morning, after being regaled with the glad political news, music and cartoons by the “Star”. Going down Conservative Street the actions of a well-known resident made us stop. Armed with an electric torch, he was dodging about among the flowers in his front garden. “What an hour to choose for catching slugs,” said Sam. George was quick. “He’s looking for the Reform majority.” Most of us laughed. A one-time sky-pilot named Carr, Whose voice has been heard near and far, Said “Good-bye 3YA, For the game dosen't pay; You will find me in Bellamy’s bar.” XXX He was five years old. His name was Mackay. He had been to the zoo. There he had overheard a conversation about the orang outangs and their remarkable likeness to the human being. Referring to them a few dayc later, he called them “those humans at the zoo.” Mother corrected him. “They're not human. They’re monkeys. You’re human,” she said. “I’m not. I’m Scotch,” declared the youngster. XXX Mayor Archer had yearnings peculiar; “Though a parson,” he said, “I will ruliar.” Voters thought of the Square, And replied, “You are May’r, But must sometimes be shown what a fooliar. X X X Would Avon Dan Sullivan shed, With his black marcelle-waved Labour head? Well, maybe it would If the going was good For a Baker who baked better bread. X X X “No,” said the stout Liberal, “there’s nobody in the country approaching Sir Joseph Ward.” “Do you think it would be any use my trying,” said the needy individual. X X X A man who fancied himself as a motor engineer bought a second-hand car, and had just completed one or two urgent repairs. He stepped back and surveyed his handiwork. “There! ” he to a friend, “you’d never think she was secondhand now, would you?” His friend cast a critical glance over the car before replying. “No,” he agreed; “it’s more like something you’d made yourself.” XXX M’Lachlan, I think, must have skin On his teeth. And by that he got in. We backed him to rout Old Kyle. He fell out. And then by eleven votes fell in.