MOANATAIRI UNION CRUSHING.

Auckland Star, Volume II, Issue 422, 18 May 1871, Page 2

MOANATAIRI UNION CRUSHING.

INVERNESS—2O LBS, SPECIMENS.

THE JUMPING CASES.

2 p,m, The Moanatairi Union have finished a crushing of 140 tons, which has given 89..0Z5. retorted gold. The Inverness tributers —Schofield and party —have taken out 20 lbs, specimens since yesterday. This is the cause of rise in the scrip. Great .indignation, is felt in the jumping cases, especially the latest jump by Macdonald, of the Wakatip ground.

In Wisconsin dogs are employed to turn cider mills, and very well they perform tUeir work. Many years" ago it was the fashion to churn butter by dog-power, and dairy farmers used to keep powerful Newfoundlands for that sort of service. A woman's rights newspaper has a department of "People Who Are Worth Knowing; It is written by a woman who is not. A New York drayman owns a horse so thin I hat a knot is tied in his tail to prevent hi 3 body from slipping through the collar. A good old lady, who improved every opportunity to teach by precept and example, once remarked at a prayer meeting, " My friends, as I came along I saw a cow, a cow a-switching of her tail —in this wicked world of strife one was peaceful and contented, a switching ot her tail-and I said to myself, ' Go thou and do likewise.' " , , It is not often that the secular press is indorsed from the pulpit. But Rev. De Witt Talmadge, in a recent address, used the following remarkable language: " I now declare that I consider the Bewspaper to be the gran? agency by which the G-ospel is preached, ignorance is cast out, oppression dethroned, crime extirpated, the world raised, Heaven rejoiced, and 0-od glorified. In the clanking of the printing press, as the-sheets fly out, ± hear the voice of the Lord Almighty proclaim' ing to the nations of the earth, 'If* B*™8*™ come forth! and to the retiring surges of AW ness, ' Let there be light.' " Beeoheb's Shot at a Squibbel. -Henry Ward Beecher, in a Star Paper on' W monks" in the Christian Union, tells w> etory of himself: -" The first time that, ereri fired a gun it was at a "chippy, andi°^ not hit him. My father it was that letj; trot behind him, a seven or eight year ci while he hunted through the fields, nerves screwed up when he took aim>and i 3 a crash in my over sensitive ear was tbe repo • It was always painful, and always u™*lf2 fascinating. And so one day, returning w out ran a bold Chipmonk, and coursed a«w the wall with a trailing tale, then mounting stone, tail cocked up, he said, H-itine> flll me, hit me, ho, he! 'Here, Henry, o°^, want to shoot?' 'Yes, sir—no—yes, a •Get behind me-let the gun rest on ; shoulder--no take aim—come, P^r^'^e' or he'll be off.' I shut up one eye ilia" & that carried the other with it. r £ bolh. The tears came. The squirr \»« six or seven squirrels whirling roui.# i air. I took aim, but it would not sW% » Somehow I saw the sky, the atonei . y great niullen stalk, the squirrel, ana _ other thing*, all in a jig. Bang went, ty ' Chigger-reo-ree !' went the dived down/laughing, into a hole. *v seen many a minister do the same ta" Bj a sermon, and who felt as satisfied «. To be sure I had not hit anything, ■»" made a splendid noise." * ..