Local and General

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 2, Issue 120, 7 February 1940, Page 4

Local and General

Garden Party. The annual Methodist Garden Party is to be held at the residence of Miss Ramson to-morrow afternoon. It promises to be an enjoyable and pleasing social function. Overcoats in Summer. Whether it was because of the cool ing breeze which has found its way to Whakatane the last day or two, or whether it was with the idea of concealing less presentable raiment, at least two men found it necessary to wear overcoats in town on MonTeachers Enlist. Six new teachers have been appointed to the Whakatane School. Out of the five male teachers previously on the staff, three have enlisted with the Military Forces. This makes a total of four enlistments from the staff since August. More Cargo. The Clansman, Captain Shirley in command, tied up at the wharf at 2.15 p.m. on Sunday and on Monday unloaded 190 tons of general goods and benzine. She sailed again yesterday afternoon with a full cargo of dairy produce, Contemptible Practise. Two residents of Whakatane haw! been the recipients of white feathers. One of them, a married man with th ree children, threatens to take any possible action against the person responsible. The contemptible practise of sending white feathers seems to be gaining in popularity in New Zealand, and it is to be regretted that it cannot he made an offence carrying a large penalty on conviction. Appreciation. A letter was received at the bimonthly meeting of the Whakatane Harbour Board from, the retiring General Manager of the Railways, Mr Maclcley. The writer expressed his appreciation of the cooperation extended by the board during his term o# office and wished all success to the Board. The letter was received and it was resolved that the Board reciprocate the sentiments expressed. Mother Joined the Enemy. W T ar games are particularly popular with youngsters these days, and in many cases they have become only another trial to be borne patiently by parents who have children at home for the holidays. A housewife had cause recently to regret her six year old son's enthusiasm in the cause of the Allies. He was perched on the roof of the washhouse while she was hanging out the clothes, when suddenly a paper bag, well packed with soot and thrown with excellent aim, landed and burst on one of the newly-washed sheets. "That," announced the hopeful cheer fully, "was a British bomb." Forming herself into an anti-aircraft squad of one, mother promptly joined battle, and the bomber was put temporarily out of action with a few well-directed hits.