A ROSY LITTLE GAME.

Evening Star, Issue 3630, 10 October 1874, Page 2

A ROSY LITTLE GAME.

To the Editor. Sir,--I have a grievance which, with your permission, I shall be glad to ventilate in the columns of your paper. In common with the majority of our townsmen I hail from _ bon me Scotland,” and consequently am often reminded by the heavy rains and thick mists which so frequently prevail here of *? y ,j a \ lve , * an 4’ J W B is. perhaps, as it should be, but I see no reason, Mr EJditor, why the nuwance I am about to refer to should be introduced to Dunedin in order to 6tlll , more forcibly of Auld Reekie. What I complain of is the game of “ Hop cotch, which is as prevalent just new among our youngsters as the measles, and far uvf r ® unpleasant. Everywhere the aspbalte is chalked to the required pattern, and groups of bairns are intensely occupied with this horrid game. Only last week, whilst wending my way home to dinner, a sturdy urchin engaged in “ Hop-scotchinc »• promiscuously butted me in the region of the waistcoat, and I need hardly gay who got the worst of that transaction. Again, quite recently, my pet com received a violent blow from a-flat stone which a “ Hop-sootcher ” kicked while engaged in his favorite pastime, barely, sir, the police might be instructed to put a stop to this intolerable nuisance when it is earned on in the most crowded m thoroughfares, and under our very noses. Every new year our ears are regaled with the skirl” of the national bagpipes, and .we flock in thousands to witness tbe Caledonian games. This ought to be enough for us in the way of amusements, and we might 1 think, be reasonably spared the infliction of “ Mop-scotch.”—Yours, &0., Dunedin, October 9. Moa,