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Dunstan Times, Issue 622, 20 March 1874, Page 3

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—o— Having taken up my abode in the cave in the rocks at the end of the town which was shortly occupied by old Grey Billy, whom our senator shot in the shoulder, and who was afterwards operated on by that duly qualified medico Tom Hannon, who performed a surgical operation in a masterly style. Poor Billy, however, succumbed and died with a growl, and growling being a little in my line I nud this an admirable position for observation, more especially, if the Council would spend a little cash, and make a decent road to it, as it is, I am obliged to take my box of matches and trust to providence in my research for something to growl about, though mind you it is rather unpleasant to have your matches blown out by the wind as it passes round the point. 1 shall certainly put the question to our M.P.C., if I can only get him to come out manfully before the Council meets, and [tell us what he is going to do, as I mean to make this a Government question, and if they do r.ot make a decent truck to my cave, out they go. Yesterday, being St. Patrick’s day, I ventured out in daylight, when lo ! I beheld with my dimmed vision five waggon-loads of wool coming over the hill. My eyes ! here is a patch, thinks I, they are going across the bridge, and Clyde will not rejoice a little. I do not know what made me think of a bridge, without it was that I had been toasting St. Patr'ok, it proved a dollish n, for to bridge was theic, and the poor jehus’ had t > thread their weary way down Fraser’s Flat to Alexandra. I made some inquiries, and was told it was all a mistake, and although it was said that the bridge was as good as built, that wily politician Mac and his advisers had just bamboozled our experienced legislator into the belief it was all right—it was only just the matterof a few thousands that was wanted, a mere fleabite, and the Assembly would do it like a Bird, but they did not sen It Strolling up to a convenient and much used resting place, I took my seat but soon had to leave as I found several parties evidently showing strong symptons of coal on the brain, as of all things I hate getting into a controversy on such matters. I next tried a favorite spot of mine, the crowd was too thick, and as Yankee Grab is prohibited, I took a stroll and had a look at our Court House, which is of quite genteel proportions ) long and narrow, and is to be nicely ornamented on the exterior ; the iron roof is a little remarkable and shows llmt it i« not of native production, as it bears memories of having crossed the sad sea waves ; 1 don’t like it, but there is not much that I can growl about if the Beaks dmi’t find tire two end rooms radiir inconvenient. Plucky Cromwell is going to fight for the 501 There must be something in the air at this season, so many epidemics about, what with (lie Hospital, and a free fight about an auction eer our friends’ Iran:ls must be full. Our Governor did not take a leaf out of Anthony Trollope’s book, net to ‘‘blow” but the reverse. He blowed that he was travelling at his own expense, which does not appear to be correct: hence, why does Macandrew pay for the horses? An old chum of mine has justasked me to take a snack, so I cannot growl any more at present. Snooks.