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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume XII, Issue 278, 23 November 1877, Page 4

Here is a droll story told by the late Lord Mayor. His Lordship, then Lord Naas, was ; fond of acplim&Msigg animals, and among other' things which he had imported was a feraala eraa. While bis Lordship was away from home the emu laid an egg, and his perplexed bailiff writing to inform him of the occurrence, .began his letter as follows;— " In the absence of your Lorship, 1 pat the egg under the greatest goose I could find*

London Mai/fair supplies tha following account of the form of "giving the Royal assent ":— The clerk on the right hand of the table before the woolsack in (he House of Lords takes up a bill, and, taming round so as to face the Royal Commissioners, bows low, the clerk at the other Hide performing attbe same time precisely the same gesture, as if the two were connected by an axle, and turned by a single cogwheel. The clerk on the right, who is known as the Clerk of Parliament, reads the title of tha bill, and then faces to the left. Tha Clerk of the Crown on the other hand faces to the right, and being thaa brought face to face, the Clerk of the Crown chants, La Reyne le veult!. Then some one in charge, possibly the resident engineer, gives another turn to the invisible wheel, the Clerk of Parliament and the Clerk of Crown simultaneously tarn towards the five figures, and bow down almost to their boots. The Clerk of Parliament takes up another bill and reads the title, after which ha turns and bowa again, the Clerk of the Crown bowing at the earn 9 time. Than they turn and face each other as before, and once more, there rings through the chamber the solemn lugubrious chant, La Reyne le veult! Fancy, this going on without intermission or variation for the space of a quarter of an hour, add to it an aspect of settled melancholy on the faoe of the Clerk of the and an ever deepening sadness in the monotonous chant, La Reyne le veult! and some excuse may be found for the ladies, who, to the number of 16, were, before the ceremony was over, reduced to a state of exhaustion through uncontrollable laughter, which it was felt desirable should be like Grand Court's smile, inward.