KITTY ON THE N.Z. FOOTBALLERS.

Western Star, 23 January 1906, Page 4

KITTY ON THE N.Z. FOOTBALLERS.

“Oh ! Ido love to read about the way our dear footballers are doing at Home. Isn’t it perfectly delightful, so brave and splendid and noble and—what do you think, Maud ?”

“ Well, Kitty, I just think they put me in mind of the knights of old going to do battle for their country. I do, really !” “ Yes, indeed, so do I ! Aren’t they upholding the honour of our own little colony ? Just fancy, all the mighty, powers of Great Britain smashed into nothing by us ! Hurrah ! I say.” “ Come, Kitty, you do get so enthusiastic. Keep calm.”

“So I do, Maud; but you know at our house there’s no chance of talking even on the subject. Now, just listen. Last night I got the paper, and I just read about us beating Scotland ; so I read it out to Dad. He was busy, writing something, and looked xxp with a quite uninterested smile. ' E)h ! What’s that, eh ! Football ! Oh, ah yes ! Capital ! What d’ye say ? Victory ! Ah—um, just so, just so! Now, what can one do with* such a father ? Really, he’s most distres sing.” “ What about 'Jack, Kitty.?”

“ Yes dear, I was going to say that the Yankee was quite right when he said children should be more careful in their choice of parents ; but I do think it’s sail on account of my 'Jack. You know Jack’s such a * terrible enthusiast, and Dad’s always at him. I don’t care. I just love football and ” “Jack,” said Maud. “ Oh, of course ; who could help doing that, Maud ?” “ i say, Kitty, I was in old Sandy the grocer's yesterday morning ordering some Hondai-Lanka tea. I was behind a pile of boxes when in walked your dad. “ 1 Morning, .Sandy. That’s another grand win for our hoys. Ha ! ha ! Can’t beat the New Zealanders. Muscle and brains, Sandy, that’s the secret ! The boys have the grit in them, and it’s coming out. I suppose some of them have been brought up on Hondai-Lanka tea. Ha ! Ha !• That’s the tea, Sandy ! It’s like our team in Great Britain; plenty of rivals, but hard to beat, eh ?” “ 1 Ou, aye, maister ; its ill tae improve upon Cock 0’ the North, and 'deed its the same wi' oor laddies.’ . , " ’ Sandy 1 the good-

it’s H.0.T., you- know. 'She cah tell a substitute by the very smell, let alone the taste. Hal Ha ! And out he .went chuckling. .Oh, Kitty, fancy your dad !” “ Well, Maud, he’s a very good dad, too, even if Oh, I say. let’s drop into this tearoom niid. get a cup of Cock o’ the North. They always use it here, andrcally it’s so delightfully refreshing when : one is tired.” “ Oh, yes, Kitty ; but ” “ Oh, do excuse me,, Maud—there’s Oack I"