BY THE WAY.

Star (Christchurch), Volume XLIV, Issue 256, 28 October 1931, Page 8

BY THE WAY.

Some Collections and Reflections. (By One of the Boys.) An Auckland youth has been brought before the Court for the theft of apparatus with which he conducted chemical experiments. Is this the way to encourage the budding scientist? Don Bradman is described as the idol of an adoring nation. It is understood that Mr J. T. Lang is making an immediate protest. A deputation to the New Brighton Borough Council last evening sought to have the road leading to North Beach improved. A correspondent who signs himself “ Sumnerite ” wants to know why. Currency problems are still figuring largely in our cable news. Which reminds us of an interesting case of reversion to the gold standard. Susie the stenographer, who lives in our street, has bought another bottle of peroxide. Thieves had no difficulty in breaking open the safe in a North Island picture theatre last evening. If the man who did that job would like to reform, we could put some honest work in his way. It would be interesting to see whether his ingenuity could cope with the bottom drawer of Our chest-of-drawers. Speaking at the Post and Telegraph re-union last evening, Mr E. J. Howard, M.P., congratulated the department on maintaining an efficient service for 365 days in the 3-ear. If Mr Howard speaks at this function next year as well, he must remember that it will be leap year. “Is this really- the train for Kaiapoi? ” Porter: “ Well, mum. the timetable, the station master, the signalman, the driver, the guard and myself think so. I can’t say no fairer than that, can I? ” There is no truth in the rumour that “Old Black Joe, the railway foe,” is subsidised by the Tramping Club as part of a crusade to popularise hiking. “Election Date Uncertain” reads a caption in the morning paper. Yes, and that is not the only thing uncertain about it. we are told. Solomon was playing M’Tavish golf, and thye were both pretty rough. “ How many- did you do that hole in? ” said Solomon. “ Eight,” said M’Tayish. “ I did it in seven,”, said Solomon. At the next hole Solomon repeated his question. “ No, no, laddie,” said M’Tavish, “ it’s my turn to ask you.” “ You yg3U lost control of your cat. How was that? ” “ I got behind in my instalments.”