WAVERLEY.

Patea Mail, 22 February 1881, Page 3

WAVERLEY.

The Mail has over 90 subscribers between Whenualcura and Waitotara. BRANCH OFFICE OF THE MAIL, Monday Evening, Buggy Accident. — A narrow escape from what, might have been a serious accident occurred on Friday forenoon. Mr John McLean accompanied by his daughter and son-in-law were driving into the township, when Mr Keith, who was driving at a rapid pace, overtook them. As they were close together when they saw each other, Mr McLean tried to turn his horses off to allow Keith to pass, but the cracking of the whip caused the horses to swerve suddenly, overturning McLean’s buggy and smashing it. Fortunately no one was seriously hurt beyond a few bruises and a severe shaking. Stock Sale. —Mr F. R. Jackson’s usual monthly stock sale was held here on Friday. There was a fair attendance, but bidding was dull, especially in cattle, nearly all of which were passed in, although

a few lots were afterwards sold privately. The mixed sheep did not find a market, but the rams fetched very good prices. Tho highest price realised was £ll 15s for a ram bought by Mr Hunter from Mr Wilson. Rain would have a good effect on sales just now, as the pasture is beginning to look very dry. Hakmonjo Society. —There was a small attendance at tho public meeting on Friday evening. After some discussion it was resolved to form a provisional committee to got names of working members and honorary members. The following were elected members of committee:— Messrs Swinbourne, Foolces, Mitchell, Seed, Ja« Aiken, Catanach, and Andrew Taylor. A meeting is to bo called in tho new Town Hall at a future date. Inspection Parade. —The usual monthly inspection parade of tho Waverley Rifles took place on Saturday afternoon. There were four privates, two officers, and Major Noake present. They did not go through any movements, but owing to the small attendance were dismissed. Volunteers may be expected to muster strong after the harvesting operations are over. Fire. —The fence on one side of the paddock at Jackson’s sale yards was on fire yesterday morning. For a short time it raged fiercely, owing to the dry state of everything. It must have been the act of some foolish larrikin.