Correspondence.

Huntly Press and District Gazette, Volume 3, Issue 6, 9 April 1914, Page 4

Correspondence.

While it is our endeavour to give correspondents every facility for the free expression of their opinion, it should he borne in mind that the views expressed do not, necessarily, reflect the opinions of the Editor. TO THE EDITOR. DEAR Sir, —I see ill your issue of the 20th inst, a letter from R. J. re the manner in which the Cantata given by the members of the Presbyterian Choir in the Miners’ Hall concluded. He says that they ended their programme by singing the “National Anthem” and also that it was the first time thri it has ever been sung in the Hall. Now I will be pleased if you will allow me to contradict R. J. on the matter as it (The National Anthem) was sung at the conclusion of the Cantata given by the Wesleyan choir during the late strike at which meeting the Rev. Evans was chairman. 1 thank you in anticipation. I am, Yours truly, W. J.'lC. An amusing story is going the rounds concerning a Church Conference recently held in a certain Yorkshire colliery district. After the conference the various delegatas were handed cards bearing the address where they were to bo put up over night. One of the mining delegates, of the same name c s a barrister, found himself accommodated at the house of a colliery deputy, whilst the miner went to the manor. At the latter place lie was shown into his room by a footman, and the chambermaid brought a supply of hot water. Although he thought it was early the miner wont to bed. Awakening with alarm at the first dinner gong, his fears were allayed by a footman who warned him to dress for dinner. The host and hostess and some charming daughters received him and made him feel quite at home. Next morning he came downstairs in his shirt sleeves, inquiring of one of the maids, “ Where’s t’ sink, lass ?” Thinking he wanted to wash himself the maid told him there was water in the jug in the bedroom, but the miner delegate replied, \ Oh, ay, lass, I supped that drop in t’ night.” Later the discovery of the confusion of names and addresses was made, and it transpired that tlfi> London barrister had dined on tripe and onions at the house of the colliery deputy. The story, it is declared, lias tiie merit of being true,and if report is correct, weare told, the incident occurred not a thousand miles from Doncaster Lancashire readers, however, may recall that a similar story is told of a Lancashire collier, who, being sent to London as a delegate, was put up at an hotel. In the morning he came down stairs with his braces hanging down behind and ."tripped, as far as chest and arms were concerned, ready for his morning wash. He asked the first chambermaid he met, “ Aw say, where’s t’ washin’ mug, wench?” “Oh you want to wash ?” asked the girl. “ Didn’t you see the water in the washbowl and jug in your bedroom ? ’ “Dosta mean i' that crem jug and sugar basin? ” Why Ah supped that in t’ neet.”