DOTTINGS FROM AN IDIOT’S PEN.

Patea Mail, Volume 1, Issue 27, 14 July 1875, Page 2

DOTTINGS FROM AN IDIOT’S PEN.

I am a traveller, I have been at it for some years, my experience has shewn me, that the more I travel the more different p'aces I see, this is a matter worthy of your consideration. I lately visited the famous city of Hawera, it is a fine place, if it were much finer I doubt if you could see it. The principal products of Hawera are mud and rain. In regard to mud, it would muddle you to .find a crossing to any part of the streets, wit hout getting up to to your knees, but this is needle*. s to en into. I was lately standing with a brother maniac on one side, looking for a crossing, but in vain, when he crossly temarkod. Well, this may be Hawera , but how we are going to get over, blest if I know. I killed him on the sjx/t, and as no one spotted me, I escaped. The chief amusements of the inhabitants, are yankee grab, bottled porter, and auction sales. A short time ago, we only had one a month, held by Mr Mr Dale, but now they are daily increasing, as Mr Furlong has taken out a license.. Court is hold hero once a month, and seems much courted, to judge by the number of cases, in fact, every one seems to cry lor (law). Occasionally a person is brought up on a very paltry summons, whir'll is then dealt with in a summon ary manner. Balls are occasionally given, when the rustic youth and gushing beauty turn ont and enjoy themselves in a promiscuous manner, "by kicking up their heels for several hours, on a rough fioor, to the lively and cheerful airs of a broken com certim'. Mr CVowbnrst lately purchased a violin, but as it turned out a vile tm, ho wisely sold it, and bought a piccolo, as he wished to pick a low toned instrument. He, can now be heard at any hour, discoursing in feeling tones —The Last Hose of Summer —lie occasionally takes a rise from the Rose by trying the Old Hundredth, but over this attempt I will wisely draw a veil. He is shortly going to produce his original burlesque of Amohin, the ‘Bell of the Bush.’ who he says is unlike the extinct bird, because she is A Moa here (Amohia), but as there is more here than I intended to write, I will wind up these few wanderings of a mind dis-cased, by dis-ccasing at once. YOUR SPECIAL LUNATIC,