Wellington Notes.

Wairarapa Standard, Volume XX, Issue 2085, 27 June 1887, Page 2

Wellington Notes.

Wellington, June 23. We have nearly, 1 am glad to say, got through our Jubilee here, though an oder of holiday making still hangs over both post and telegraph office. Some indignation it let touching the lack of telegraphic intelligence relating to the finale of Jubilee day in London. However, let us trust ail went well, and perhaps after all Reuter bat at much right to go on a Jubilee burst as any one eise. Sir Robert Stout has been writing to the Australasian in reply to certain statements over tbe signature of ' Tantwha,’ which appeared in tbe paper in question so far back as April last, His opening sentence is as follows •‘I suppose you are aware that your cor« respondent is a violent and virulent opponent of the Ministry.” This is so like poor dear S|r Robert, If

any one dares to differ from him the dissen. tient is at once a vio ent and virulent person. Hang it all I does be claim a monopoly of all the virulence and violence 5 The Australasian in reply, bits the moribund Ministry rather hard. It says, among other things: “ The Sloot Ministry has fallen in New New Zealand ... It may use again . . bat when times are bad, one of the beliefs usually prevalent in the public mind is that a change of Ministry may do good and cannot do harm. We. therefore, amici pate no resurrection. It is never advantageous to have the afiairs of the country in the bands of a Ministry that exists on snffeernce. . . Weak (kivernments oniy find their way into power when Parliament is split up into three or four parties and they keep their place by placating these parties in turn, or by now and again announcing some sensational measure which they hope will take with people out of doors.** btr Robert had said in his letter to the Australasian; Depend upon it you are doing ait you can to prevent any hope of closer relationship between the colonies," and this is bow he is answered

‘This is the error into which Ministries for the time being frequently fall. They think they are the Colony, and that which is said about them individua. y affects trie standing of the whole community; but the delusion vanishes when the tide rises and sweeps them and their memoiy away for ever.' 1

Your little contemporary who roosts in Carterton is not the ou>y person who goes in for a " decided tone " in writing.” A Mr Charlee E. Hutchinson, in a letter to one of our local papers on the subject of Mr Scobie Mackenzie, M.H.R., has the following elegancies, viz.—" Rot, sickening rot.'' Bosh !'' Rot. I repeat," <scc , &c. The Observer man should certainly secure the sorvkcsol Charles E. Hutchinson.

The following is a sketch which appears in a London Magazine of England's last Jubilee—that of 1809 ; “ With one exception, there does not seem to have been a man, woman, or child in the kingdom who did not consider that to eat a good dinner was the acme of human bliss, and to bestow one the highest form of Christian charily. One person was. indeed, so eccentric as to bint that the building of some almshouses would be a good way of commemorating the anniversary, but nothing came of the idea. As to Imperial institutes, clergy houses, cottage hospitals, and the like, nothing hall so unsatisfactory was even suggested. To prove a nation's joy by eating roast beef and plum pudding and drinking quarts of beer was prc eminently British, and, therefore, to do anything else would have been flat heresy and disroyalty. So it comes to pass that m reading the records of this most auspicious twenty-fifth of October, one s mental horizon becomes darkened with myriads of plum puddings, and rejoicings under the third George take the form of one long perpetual dinner list. And this reminds me of a story classed for truth At. at Lloyds tor an indefinite term of years. Ur Sfaadrach Abednego, a gentleman of the Mosaic profession met on Monday last on Lam'non Quay another Israelite with whom he had previously had a difference of opin' in. Wishing to be friendly Abednego song out ' Vat you goln’ to ao to day, Mo 5 ’ I’oor Mo, who was returning from the Dentist’s where one of his front fangs had been 'extracted, looked Abednego straight in the face and muttered something which sounded like; “Jew Bully!” After Abednego bad carefully knocked Mo. down, it dawned upon him that the little man bad simply meant to say that he was going to keep up the Jubilee. A summons for assault has now dawned upon Sbadracb Abednego, Esq. It s rather far fetched is it not ? The fun of is, though, it is true.

The Loudon Society papers seem never quite so pleased as when they are sneering at the “Representative Australian ’ Here is a nice lime story ; “ Wife of a representative Australian at her first grand dinner. The Colooel offers his arm • I am to have the pleasure of taking you down to dinner, Mis A.' Representative Australian Lady: Go 'long with you ; my husband is here; take your own wife down.' ’