TIN-KETTLING.
Of all the insane folly that is practised by man, this Is most mad. Take an actual instance. On Monday evening last, a solitary foot-passenger might have been seen groping his way along Egmont street until he arrived at a house which shall not be specified. This is what ho saw. About 10.15 the bride and bridegroom arrived, accompanied by a few friends. The moment they were inside the house the tins were all beaten and the door hammered. This went on until all were tired, and then a musician played a solo on the bugle. Then a “ concerted piece,” as one of the tin kcttlers described their music, was amusingly rendered. At last the door was opened, and about a dozen entered and were supplied with cake and something in cups that looked like raspberry vinegar. In half-an-hour the visitors departed, leaving a pile of empty cans at the door. Could anything more ludicrous be imagined? What .docs tho noisy jangle of kerosene tins moan ? Does it express contempt for folly, or envy at good luck ? Some of the noisy band should write and explain.
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Patea Mail, 21 December 1881, Page 3
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187TIN-KETTLING. Patea Mail, 21 December 1881, Page 3
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