PADDY MURPHY ON THE BEER BILL.

Akaroa Mail and Banks Peninsula Advertiser, Volume 3, Issue 237, 25 October 1878, Page 3

PADDY MURPHY ON THE BEER BILL.

* " Paddy Murphy," of the Saturday Advertiser, thus discourses concerning the defeat of (.he Government on their Beer Tax Bill:- ---•' Och blur-an-ounthers, avick maehree, there's been grate goins on intirely since me last tiligrain. Sure we've been defaited on our Beer Bill, so we have, an' the blatherskites o' the Opposition are crowin' over us. Ay coorso there's no denyin' the fact that it was a grate surprise to niesilf an' me collaiges, for sure we ixpicred a thriinendchns majority, so we did. But whin the outside public hears o , the way we've been desaived an' sould be a lot ay dirty rinigades in our own camp, the tide o' popular sympathy will turn in our favor agin, so it will. Faix the cuteness o' these publicans an' brewers bangs Banagher, and Banagher bangs the divil. What d'ye think they done ? Why, nothin' more nor less thin sind prisints o' keags an' jars an' bottles o' ale to siveral mimbers ay our party. Bad luck to the word o' a lie in it, an , one o' the diligates had the oudacity to call at my office on Lambton Kay to attimpt to bribe me. 1 Is Misther Murphy in ?' ses he, as he knocked at me door, an' walked in as bould as brass. ' Maybe he is, an' maybe he isn't,' ses J, ' it all dipinds on sarcumstances.' ' Well,' ses he, ' hearin' that he has a dale o , influince wid the mimbers, I've called to ax him to do me the honour to accept a dozen cases o' Marshall and Copeland'sXXX amber ale,'ses he. 'What's that ?' ses I, smellin' a rat immediately. ' What's that, ye son ay a say-cook, d'ye mane to offer me a bribe ?' ses I. ' Why, ye low, mane, ill-begotten beer-swillers' dip-low-mo-tist, ay ye don't lave the room, be the shin-bone o' Fin M'Coul, I'll brain ye wid this poker,' ses I, gettin' in a mighty passhin, for me blood was up, so it was. ' What d'ye take me for ? D'ye take me for a thraithor or an informir, or a Castle-hack ?' ses I. ' Lave the room, bad luck to ye, lave the room,' ses I, an' be the same token, the poker slipped out ay me hand, and missed his lift tirnple be about an inch an' a half. Begorra 'twas as good as a play to see that spalpeen fly down the stairs an' out on the sthreet. Shure ay they were all like me, we might laugh at the Opposition, so we might. But they're not, so they're not, an' I'll jist give ye a list, as a grate saycrit, ay a few o' the boys that wor bribed, an' the prisints they recayved. But whisper, ay ye braithe a word o' this to a livin' sowl, J be the hokey, I'll niver write for ye agin, so I won*. ) i orace Bastings got a hogs head o' sparklin' XX, wid Kofurd and. ! Hayes' compliments. Hinry Dhriver had ! a cask o' light table beer sint to Maori j Hill, be Maurice Joel. Billy Rowe recaived three cases o' Pasooe an Co.'s best 1 bottled. Misther Wakefield got a natekag

o , Moore's Timaru (Breakwather brand) lift at his private risidence, and Misther Bowen and Murray-Aynsley wur promised two barrels from tbfi Crown Brewery, Chrißtchurch. Mother Fox was bought with four cases o' ra«i">l>errv \inegar, ym»sinted by a well-known •Wellington pub lican. I'm tould, on goou nnfh >rity, too that Kalst an' M'Carty, an Stlmiwn, o , your city, have promised tin ho ---heads <>' porther, as a special prize to tin lirst man that bottled up Sr'ini- widom lavin' ••• Ballance to the credit r> , ilu Govr nnont. Betchune you an'me, I believe little Jay See was bribed too, but I'm not quite sartin, so I'm not. Sure it's no wondher thin we were baite on the Beer Tax. Faix, Jimmy O'Brien, the informer, was a dacint gintleman compared wiJ some o' the sarpints up here."