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Auckland Star, Volume II, Issue 334, 3 February 1871, Page 2

A Lively Timepiece.—A clock pedlar was tramping along, hot, dusty, and tired, when he came to a meeting-house wherein sundry Friends were engaged in silent devotion. The peripatetic tradesman thought he would walk in and rest himself. He took a seat, upon a bench, doffed his hat, and placed his clocks upon the floor. There was a painful stillness in the meeting-house, which was broken by one of the clocks, which commenced striking furiously. The pedlar was in agony, but. he hoped every minute the clock would stop. Instead of that, it struck just 430 times, by the actual count of every Friend in the meeting ; for even the bast-disciplined of them couldn't help numbering the strokes. Then uprose one of the elder Hriends, at the end of the four hundred and thirtieth stroke, and said, " Briend, as it is so. very late, perhaps thee had better proceed on thy journey, or thee will not reach thy destination, unless thee is as energetic as thy vehement timepiece." (.-'.. ,„;.;