“THE COMMERCIAL TRAVELLER.”

Kumara Times, Issue 2999, 14 June 1886, Page 2

“THE COMMERCIAL TRAVELLER.”

Mr Editor—Having returned from Hokitika last Thursday night on my way to Greymouth, I was informed by a friend that my communication to } r ou lately had made Dillman’s too hot for ray presence. lam not a very brave man, but I did not like to be taunted, so I made my way to Dillmau’s Town again, and seeing no one at the Public Hall, I made my way further on, and seeing some of the men who were at the last meeting standing opposite, a small building, I went round by the i>ack, and was curious enough to peep in, and the place being lighted and no one inside, I stepped in ; and, horror of horrors! I heard a number of footsteps coming, so, in desperation, I ensconced myself behind a small chest of drawers with a cover over it, and was forced to listen to all that took place. I will probably be en route for Wellington before this is in print, so I need not fear reprisals of any sort. I had a dread of being found out, but as the business went on, I got confidence, and was nearly betraying my presence two or three limes, when Mr Barrett rushed out to catch “The Commercial Traveller” listening at the window. Mr Morris did not seem inclined to renew his experiences of the chair, as on a former occasion, and Mr F. Barrowmari was voted to that position as the next best talking man. Before business started it was discussed whether or not Peter Arthur was meant as “the tall gentleman with the Jewish name,” and it was decided that although he had one prominent feature decidedly Jewish, he was not the one meant, Mr Harvey thought it was “ the man that led the Egyptians through the Red Sea”— so much for Harvey’s bible knowledge. But Gilbert Roberts stuck to it, and said he had it from big Glaus that it was Peter Arthur.

Business went on smoothly enough, and it really seems the coalition I predicted worked wonders. One knotty question seemed difficult of solution, whether the cloture put on George Watson was removed, or whether it was still in force. I should say it was removed, as Watson’s tongue wagged away as glibly as usual.