WISE AND OTHERWISE.

King Country Chronicle, Volume V, Issue 389, 23 August 1911, Page 7

WISE AND OTHERWISE.

Once, when Mr. Frank Gardiner, the theatrical manager, was in Australia, excitement was high over a great annual racing carnival. and everyone was '"talking horses." While reading over a new sensational play to his leading lady. Mr. Gardner came on the line—" 'Vengeance is mine,' said the Admiral, and lie rushed for his carbine." In an instant Miss Carrie Swain jumped to her feet, and said—"lt's a tip for the treble. Take it." Mr. Gardner took her advice, and put all the money he had on Vengeance, Admiral, and Carbine respectively, for the Caulrield Cup. the \ ictorian Derby, and the Melbourne Cup, and when Carbine clinched the triple event by winning the Melbourne Cup in record time and with a record weight, Mr. Gardner was a wealthy man. A lucky investment of this win in New Zealand and Australian stocks socn made him a millionaire. —■ "Baily's Magazine." THE SPORT OF KINGS. Fulled with pride, the manager of ths Double-Electro Wliirlo Works explained—by an interpreter—the intricacies of his machinery to King Hullabaloo of the Manhash Isles.

"This gigantic wheel," he began, "revolves at the rats of one hundred and thirty revolutions • per m nuto. All I have to do is to set it working—so, and "

j And next moment the manager of th 3 Double-Electro Whirlo Works was whirling through the air at the rate of one hundred and thirty re volutions per minute. His coattails had caught in the machinery ! For forty frantic seconds he looped the loop of pace. Then his coattails "gave," and he found himself sitting dizzily upon the hard stone of the floor. King Hullabaloo muttered something to the interpreter, and the interpreter approached the dazed official. ' Sah," said the man of languages, "his Majesty say he am berry pleased wid de trick, an' will you please do it again ?", IN DEADLY PERIL. A few years ago some fishermen were following their vocation off a harbour on the Maine coast, when they observed a commotion on the surface. Soon they saw that a seal was leaping from the water as though to avoid some enemy.

It came near tne boat, swimming around it several times, and then

as it made another leap, the men saw that it was being chased by a large sword-fish. One of the fishermen dropped his tine, and stepping into the bow, leaned over and held out his hands. To his amazement the seal immediately dashed towards him, and, with his help, scrambled out of the water into the boat, just in time to escape the sharp weapon of a swordfish that darted by its big eyes staring—probably in wonder at the method of escape, for to its fishy intelligence it was evidently a case of out of the frying-pan into the fire. But the little seal apparently knew better, and its confidence was not misplaced. The men were so pleased with its action in coming to them that they kept it as a pet.