A K.W.A Brew.

Kawhia Settler and Raglan Advertiser, Volume IV, Issue 192, 13 January 1905, Page 3

A K.W.A Brew.

.. to.* ‘ he j? • is! mi hihot As 'Brabbii Vero *ll .* which *e ’as Aason on sc3wrari oi wh»i bappenrf in my grilA kntatru™ <*4 “ * d - Amm blunteer drillrind. oi on the fcnmanMtera wera~ *lr subject*; end >he ih«bd magic lantern pictures on ■ whiJebeet enough to moke your blood fowl; beginnin* with the first flrop tp much, and endin' with the drunlpd’ B ’ome, *i» whole family laid on t Be so many slaughtered pign wlth/oarving knife, and the drunkud Anoing delirious in the middle. Abe men want to the Bed Cow -jirttrii to talk it over, and 'eld an faßßfanant meeting in the tap. They ' said it was a shame frightenin’ women and children with such awful pictures, and the lecturer ought to be made an example of, and they looked for him to make him one ; but he Wasn’t there. *» The wimmin was on his side to a xnan> and mother took a ’orror of the very name of beer from that night, and made up ’er mind to break father of drinbin 1 it. lather took ’is pint drawed mild and regular, but never a d/op too much if I was to breathe - last to-morrow. Others ’eld that up to mother, p’in ting out that never was a soberer man, but mother said she’d ’ave ’em soberer still. She’d laid to ’eart what the lecturer said about ’ome made temperance bever* ages takin’ the place of the delirious ynixinrea of the publicans, and she hunted up a recipe of her grandmother’s, and she said she was goin’ to make sometbink ’harmless and yet delicious for tether to drink with ’is pipe of a evening. «It was a bit late in the year, the hay being all ricked and the corn being carried, and there was lots of black currands on the bushes in the garden, and green apples on a tree by the fence. Mother set us to pick ’em, and we pluck all we could. We peel and quarter the green apples, and mash ’em with the curraods and eight pound of moist sugar what mother swopped at the grocer’s for ’er eggs, and the ginger left over from the Christmas puddin’ and the yeast from mother’s Saturday bakin’. An Aunt Tite happening to call, heard what mother was going to do, and ’ome she went to her little cottage and came bnok with a bottle of the strongest cowslip wined as old as her youngest boy what was 16 and epilectic. •• And the rector's wife looked in, and was so pleased and touched that she called mother an example and sent her down a quart bottle of the rector’s own brandy. ‘ Genuine Colney Hatch’, she said it was; not the stuff the District Relief Fund give away io the old folk of the parish. “ And mother mixes it all up togetbqy and stands it in a little barrel f* on Orick floor of the bake’us. io wo It work lovely an’ smell bei I will say; and on Saturday nij ten father took his pipe and ’ba >x and was going down to the Re r for’s pint, mother stop him au she had a tap she’d be glad foi to sample free. ler smell it cautious like, P r ’. and pr it, a beautiful br nile came over his face, and he ded the mug and said he’d ba >tber, and spend the evening at And mother drawed a jugful m* and father set and smoke ’is >nd sipped at the temperance be * ' her *hd a drop too, and so did ug beibg ’armless, and she and fa ras as ’appy as a king and qi ialkin’ over old times and cr old jokes. Father got pl er and pleasanter, atellin* us aa 'hen he was young and in the M 1 Yeomanry the girls used to o< >m miles around to see ’im in ’i( irm ; and mother flew up red ii ace saying they were ’uzzies, ti re shame for them ! Father ti joke it off, but mother downr »st her temper, and she nicked a gged at father till ’e lost ’is t too, and give her a smack; a len we said it was a shame, he e us, nor *e wouldn’t go to bed , the rest of us went up the ladt it set smiling in the Windsor t and singin’ ‘ Bule, Britanbia.’ ie upset the chair and broke it he got up to draw another jug , tber’s temperance beverage, and ' lias if it ’ad been ’er fault, poor . ■! ’e becalled her something i llefulAs for us, we was L, .moner in bed than he called us jF ’E was standin’ at the foot of the ladder wifh the chopper in ’is ’and, and when he told us to clear out of an English labourer’s ’onest ’ome for a ’ateful crew of foreign aliens, clore in b burry. Then he shut the door aud bolted it, leaving mother and me and ’Liza and the litt uns standin* in our nightgowns in the front garden. ! •* * Whatever can be the matter with father ?’ ’Liza says through her tears. “ * Better stick to beer, if this is what temperance beverages is going to do for him,’ said Mrs Clarke, the Dext-door neighbour, poking her head out of tne bedroom window. * I never heard such a n’ise in all my borned days I If this is soberness, give-me ’toxioation.’ L" "Jut mother said it was the temI ,‘Se beverage battling in father I G^ects tbe beer he’d I * n h’ 3 and he didn’t I nu Rp be blamed. And as she was queerjust then, Mrs Clarke who B at took UB in to sIeSStJS? we elope ” cn the fl° or in the wrapped in blanketfl. . ■ ■Sell morning -- time our bouie-bolts was Jr a wed, and father come out loom* , dreadful. «My ’ean aive, Maris, where have you aud the c-ildren been all night?* be says to moter.

“ As mother says, ' Weil yon may act I' And we got in and oar kitchen Was a sight of ’error. Father had step' just where he fell. The jag was broke, and his pipe, and the 'ail barrel of temperance beverage in the bake-’us bad been kicked over; bat mother never brewed another dtap, and father after that night drank more beer than ever. ‘E used io My it was better to be*pleened With • thingyouknowed than outed with a thing yon didn't know. Bat nover at his worst 'eve I seen hint In the state be was in after partakicg freely of mother’s temperance beverage.'*— Pall Mall Gazette.