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Hawke's Bay Times, Volume V, Issue 221, 1 February 1865, Page 3

The recent robbery at the Post Office still causes a great sensation amongst the well-dis-posed portion of the community. We understand the police authorities have been most active in their investigations, though as yet without obtaining any clue to the discovery of the real offender. As usual in such cases, the suspicions which cannot fail to be excited are most painful to a class of persons connected with the establishment—suspicions which are always unfounded in consequence of the skill and tact used by the guilty party. It is clear that the robbery was the result of a long premeditated scheme, and that it was so well timed as to render detection next to impossible. The attempt to negotiate the notes in this town would have led to discovery immediately, and it would not have been worth the thief’s while to imperil Ins liberty unless there had been a chance of disposing of his booty. To be one day in Melbourne before the detectives could be at his heels, was the only thin"' the thief desired. The difficulties in the way of detecting the authors of a robbery of this kind suggests the desirability of hastening the comoletitTn of telegraphic communication wherever it is practicable. Sydney, Victoria, and South Australia stand on vantage ground in this respect. In either of those colonies it would have been almost impossible for the thief to have got off with his plunder. Let us hope that unfavorable as appearances are, he may not elude detection. —Otago Mail. Foote’s Wit. —Foote was talking away one evening at the dinner-table of a man of rank, when, at the point of one of his best stories, one of the party interrupted him suddenly, with an air of the most considerate apology, “ I beg your pardon, Mr. Foote, but your handkerchief is half out of your pocket.” “Thank you, sir,” said Foote, replacing it; “ you know the company better than I do,” and finished his joke. Two gentlemen having a difference, one went to the other’s door and wrote “ Scoundrel!” upon it. The other called upon his neighbour, and was answered by a servant that his master was not at home. “ Jfo matter,” was the reply; “ I only wished to return his visit, as ho left his name at my door in the morning.”