The Kumara Times. Published Every Evening. FRIDAY, JUNE 18, 1880.

Kumara Times, Issue 1161, 18 June 1880, Page 2

The Kumara Times. Published Every Evening. FRIDAY, JUNE 18, 1880.

The Resident Magistrate’s Court was sitting when we went to press, being engaged in hearing the case against Peter Drury, for larceny from the person. The entertainment given by Mr Button at the Adel phi Theatre last evening to the children of the various Sunday Schools was very largely patronised by the rising generation of all denominations, the Theatre being uncomfortably crowded. The views as exhibited by the lime light were thoroughly appreciated, as shown by the uproarious approbation expressed by the juvenile audience. At the commencement and during the interval the children rendered one of two well-known songs, in remarkably good time, to a pinaforte accompaniment. In connection with this we may mention that Mr King, of the Adelphi, gave the use of his piano and also the use of the hall for a sum that might be almost termed gratis.

Captain Edwin telegraphed last evening as follows : —“ Expect bad weather, any direction between north and west and west and south-west. Glass fall again, and wind backing within 12 hours, and sea heavy after that time. Will be heavy flood within 24 hours, ahd hard gale. Wind will back into north-east soon.” The Resident Magistrate said this morning, before the business of the Court commenced, he might state for the information of all those who applied for licenses yesterday, that under the present negotiations it would be necessary that the amount of the fees for such license be transmitted to the Collector of Customs at Hokitika, on or before the 30fch insfc.

Late Australian news states that the body of constable Mulhane was found in the River Yarra, Melbourne, unaccountably. He was on duty at the wharf, and the watchman heard a splash. A report has somehow got current in St. Petersburg that an apartment is just now being furnished very comfortably in the fortress of Schlusselburg, which has always been appropriated as the residence of Russian political prisoners of high rank. It is believed that the real chief of the Nihilist conspiracy has at last been discovered, and that this apartment is destined for him. The belief (for the report of which the Cologne Gazette’s correspondent is responsible) shows at any rate what people think about the social position of the Nihilist chief, if the conspiracy can be supposed to have a single head. By a strange and melancholy coincidence (says a contemporary), Colonel Pickard, V. C., the brave and gallant soldier who died recently at Cannes from a brief attack of illness—violent congestion of the lungs was buried on the very day which had been originally fixed for his wedding day. His marriage to Miss M’Neile, daughter of Sir John M’Neile, who also died within the last few months, had been fixed to take place that day. This 3 oung lady has lost her father and affianced husband within the short space of three months. The very wreaths which were to have been used at the wedding became funeral garlands to be thrown on the coffin, and the bridal veil and dross were lying ready to bo pur on by the now widowed bride. Death was caused by the rupture of a Wood-vessel on the lungs, and the poor young bride sat up three hopeless days and nights watching the life slowly sinking away. At a recent meeting of the Duchess of Marlborough's Relief Committee, two little boys, half-naked and barefooted, sought admission to Dublin Castle, stating that, they had walked all the way from iSkib fiercen. County Cork, to plead for

help to pay their father’s rent. They said they -were the sens of Pat M‘Garthy, of Cloncuggcr, in the parish of Caharag, near Skibbereen. He had a bit of land, but the times were so bad ho could not pay the “rint,” and he owed £B. Having gone round among the friends and neighbours, he could only scrape together £6. The two children, who were respectively 12 and 14 yeai’s old, thought they would “ask the good Duchess of Marlborough” to give “daddy” £3. Away they started for Dublin, begging their food and lodging, and inquiring their way from town to town. The journey upwards of two hundred miles, occupied three -weeks. Touched with the narrative, the Duchess promised to send their father the £2. They were then by the command of Her Grace taken to the clothes room, and their tattered garments changed for a new suit of tweed each. Having been regaled with a substantial dinner, they were brought before the ladies of the Committee, who rewarded the brave adventurers with a pocket full of silver. On the same day Mr Fitzgerald, assistant secretary to the Relief Fund, wrote to the Rev. J. Wall, parish priest, enclasing a Post Office order for £2, payable to M‘Carthy, the father of the boys. The fall of a ballot dancer on the stage of a theatre is described as follows in the Boston Herald ;—“ She came capering down pointing one foot to six o’clock and the other to high noon, when of a sudden both flew up at once, and she sat down with what the reporter of a hanging would call a ‘dull thud.’ There was the customary idiotic smile on her face when the mishap occurred, and it remained there for a few seconds through force of habit; but graduaily it was displayed by an expression of deep, deep disgust* and her lips moved w’hile the people wondered what she was saying.” Young man, dont Swear. Swearing never was good for a sore finger. It never cured the rheumatism nor helped to.draw a prize in a lottery. It is’nt recommended for liver complaint. It is’nt sure against lightning, sewing machine agents, nor any of the ills which beset people through life. There is no occasion for swearing outside of a newspaper office, where it is useful in proof-reading and indispensably necessary in getting formes to press. It has been known, also, to materially assist the editor in looking over the paper after it is printed. But otherwise it is a very foolish arid wicked habit.