OREPUKI.

Western Star, Issue 1547, 25 March 1891, Page 2

OREPUKI.

[l'RO:.r A COR;KS!>ONU)ISN T T.] A public mooting was liuid at Oropalci last Thursday at wliicdi Mr Hirst presided, anti after readiu-y notice of mooting, the pimposai under which the ru racy was to he borrowed, Mr Laurie, o’iio appeared as a delegate from Oraki, spoke in favor of tho road and endeavoured to show how much better o t the ratepayers would be by voting for the road, so that thev take their produce to market by road instead of rafllway. Mr J. Lit/.gorald and others

sholco against tlic proposal, and upon j Mr [Tirst stating that a poll would be s ta,ken next Thursday tlic meeting i closed.

[A fuller report than this seems to have gone astray as it should have reached you Friday morning.] The Gropeki Lodge of Good Templars hold their fourteenth annual soiree on Friday, the 20th inst., when over (SO sat down to do justice to the good things supplied by Mr McFarlano, of Invercargill, and had it not been for tho weather being so boisterous this number would have been considerably augmented. After everyone was fully satisfied with the bread and butter struggle, a concert was held at which several songs were given, Mr Stewart leading off with “ We Tars,” followed by a duct snog by Messrs Kitto and Evans. This is the first appearance of these two singers before an audience, and I should say they will bo a valuable acquisition to tho Orepuki singers. Now, I have to chronicle tho gem of tho evening—- “ Tho Old Rustic Bridge,” by Miss Hogg, which was deservedly encored. This young lady also contributed two other songs. Mr Cross gave “ England is England still.” Mr Hain gave a short address on Temperance, showing the evils arising from intemperance, after which Mr Butler brought down the house with his comic song, “ Have You seen My Girl ?” Mr W. H. Hirst brought tho concert to a close with an account of tho Lodge’s doings for the past and showing it, by its list of members and financially, to be one of tho strongest country lodges in Southland. I need hardly say that tho inevitable took place after this, and was kept up spiritedly till the wee sma’ dark and wet hours, to excellent music supplied by Mr NT. McLean. You would hardly have an idea of the darkness and wetness until you heard the screeches of the young ladies as they got entangled in the barbed-wire fences. One young man I hear got foul of one of these fences and hung there until he was rescued after daylight by some good Samaritans.