THE WHARF’S COMPLAINT.

Hawke's Bay Times, Volume IX, Issue 449, 24 January 1867, Page 3

THE WHARF’S COMPLAINT.

TO THE EDITOR OF THE TIMES. Sir, —l am getting old and worn out. In my mare youthful days, and while I was able, I did my duty (arduous though it was) faithfully. I was used day after day (Sabbath Bay as well sometimes) from early dawn to shadowy eve; and now lam used quite as much, if not more, than when I was hale and hearty, and had the use of all my limbs Not very long ago, a clumsy brute of a steamer (I won't mention her name, for very shame) came lumping up against me, shaking me to the very foundation, and ruining for ever a feio of my legs. Bui what was dotie for me ? Toothing ; my doctor (heartless fellow !) said I was all right; that it would be a waste of good money to patch me vp ; furtKSt, that he was in hopes I would soon recover from the very violent shock which he admitted I had received from the . Not so, however; 1 am getting worse every day; and now and again some sympathising persons when they see my truly dilapidated co>idition, pause and shake their heath in a most ominous manner. The fact of the matter is, I am IN A DECLINE, and the sooner the Government get a substitute for myself the belter will it be for the credit of the Port of Napier. And here I may just plainly state, for the benefit of all whom it may concern , that it is not safe to discharge cargo on my back ; for, if I receive much more ill-treatment, from, whatever cause, one of these fine days one of my unfortunate stumps will be giving way, and then what a hullabaloo there will be / I have given ample warning ; I now leave it to those most interested to see to it. I Mr Editor, knowing you are a friend to all who snjfer and are oppressed, I take the liberty of addressing the above remarks to your valuable paper, in the hope tnat it will be the means of inducing you (should you deem me worthy) to employ your powerful pen in the interest of — Your humble Servant, Custom-house Wharf. Iron Pot, 23 rd January, 18(57.