ONE THING AND ANOTHER.

Akaroa Mail and Banks Peninsula Advertiser, Volume 4, Issue 397, 25 May 1880, Page 3

ONE THING AND ANOTHER.

(Gollated from our Exchanges.) Mr Thomas Bracken, the well-known editor of ihe Saturday Advertiser and poet-laureate of New Zealand, has just had the mortification- oL being mistaken for a barber. . The.. editorial sanctum is next door to a barber's shop, and as the variegated pole projects,, from between the two establishments customers are apt to he lead astray. . The Advertiser supplies the following account of Mr Bracken's adventure :—A morning or two ago, a herculean Milesian', with stubbles on his chin half an inch long, dropped : into 'the sanctum while my friend was writing in the throes *of an editorial. Walking boldly into the sacred precincts of the snuggery the unshavedone dropped into a vacant chair, and exclaimed in language more forcible than polite," Come on, bad luck to ye, come on." My friend jumped into a state of indignant astonishment, fury gleaming in his eye, and the ruler twirling in his hand, " What the deuce do you want here?", he shrieked _ (It may be observed that a train of beautiful ideas had been scattered by the intrusion of the unwelcome visitor.) "You've betther be civil or be-gog I'll go over an' get shaved at the shop op-posit, beyant the sthreet there," replied « the ~ unsophisticated stranger. The absurdity of the situation so struck my friend that he burst, into a hearty laugh, and explained to the intruder that although it was part of his business to lay on the soap and use scissors" at times, he was rather an awkward hand with the razor. He then directed him next door, where in a few minutes he had his stubble mown to his entire satisfaction.

Frank Fudge, in the Saturday Advertiser, while on the subject of municipalities, states for the information of his northern readers that the wise men of South Dunedin are still to the fore in the van of rowdyism. There have been several meetings on the " Flat" during the" past week or so, and each gathering has been noisier than the one proceeding it. Oiv Tuesday evening a general meeting of the ratepayers was convened for the purpose of taking steps to. put a stop to the disgraceful proceedings which have, reigned in the Borough for the past month. The aftair ended in a general shindy in which;the Town Clerk and a ratepayer named Glass were the most prominent figures. In the first instance the Mayor charged the Town Clerk with negligence, whereupon that functionary jumped on the platform and told his Worship that he was " another," at the same time bringing up the name of Mr Glass. (The Town Clerk is a Good Templar and this is why he can't stand a Glass.) Mr Glass waxed indigent, and catching the municipal scribe by the understandings he pulled him off the stage. The pen and ink man got his ," dander riz " and went in to smash Glass. A regular rough and tumble ruction followed, which soon, " Displaced the mirth, broke the good meeting "With most admired disorder.'' One of the sentimental imps attached to this office, who has heard " The Blue . Alsatian Mountains " rendered recently at a concert in this city, has taken it upon himself to write a parody on that charming song. I caiinot say that it is much of an improvement on the original, still, for a mere lad, it isa very passable composition i—