BAZAAR.

Dunstan Times, Issue 1289, 12 November 1886, Page 3

BAZAAR.

The bazaar which was held in the Clyde Town Hall on Friday evening last, was a m-’St unqualified success, thanks in the first place to the libura'ity of the donms of the numberless articles both useful and ornament il that fairly crowded the stalls; and secondly, to the energy and verve displayed by the ladi-s into whose hinds was thrown, or we mijht inme justly say, who cams forward and undertook the management of the affair. Many of them had devoted we-k«. snm“, indeed, months, plying their willing fingers in manufacturing articles to attract the fancy of buyers of every class ; and then not sadefied must step forward to dispose of their handy work. The object of the biiznr was to assist in clearing off a heavy Uabidiy that had long hung over the .Church of England Parsonage, and which for some few years has be<m as it avei e a millstone around the necks of the Vestry, tending to drag them down down- down, rather than to raise them up—up —up to where their sacred offices pointed ; and the effect was tho no less a handsome offering of 1,151. Thehazvar question, more especially Church haziars, for a long time past, from a moral and religious point of view, has been a favouto theme for discussion, and doubtless some very good men feel quite justified when characterising them as works of the old man, and we will willingly believe them to be sincere, but we can’t believe they ever attended such an one as we are now touching on, or they would have changed their opinions. The scene on Fri lav evening last was an angelic one, and we trust that again and again will it fall to our lot to witness another snob. From the ■iaint.y pretty little fl iwer girls, asking the favour of fastening a flower in your buttonhole f r only a sixpence, to the arch young ladies full of life and gaiety, yet coy as the fawn in seeking your attention to some light piece of fancy work, or to the sweets of the refreshment table, or to the buxom matron whose presence was quite sufficient to check any little ebullition of over gaiety’, each were such as we would have liked to call—well—sister. We can bnt conclude this homily with JToni soi qui mril y pensc, and wishing, so far as our morals are concerned, that this life was an everlasting bazaar. In our next we will endeavour to give a more detailed notice.