A VISIT TO THE TOWN OF PATEA.

Patea Mail, Volume VIII, Issue 1038, 23 May 1883, Page 3

A VISIT TO THE TOWN OF PATEA.

(From our own correspondent at Topsy-furry-land. , Patea, is a town on the west coast of the north island of New Zealand. There are a few dasent people, but most of thorn are a dale too smart. The inhabitants are fraitting for the arrival of the new steamer, it is to be hoped that the.company will be weisser this timei The Volunteers marched out on Sunday, they, are a fine body of men, and they like plenty of breve, they have red coats, so if the-war breaks out they will have redy raves not hlaclt ones. A sargent was in the ranks. Most of the hotels are very good (■ ?) bat once I was nsshere d into a hitching insteadof a dining room, and. was told that I could have apoft o' be ere to drink, and a piece of brown bread to satisfy my hunger. (It must have been a mistake.) Some sharp boys steeled some Iceys from a woman whclnn a perambulator, and 'er soti was in it. (The boys : were nabbed by a dean with a crazier, as the police will not left the boys hnrris the public.) There are-no rahhit-warrens in Patea.. A jolly goodjob too. The millers are foments of houses .(not mills);/ I met a boagey, and I tried to turn'er away, but she would frighten me so. .The town is flooded with Education, and the scholars like the Normans very much, especially Williamson (Rufus). In summer time orchards are robbed. “ I met a rffcoiM afc this town who lived in the woods ■'n who hen 'd all about Christie. minstrels. He was very impatient, and used to say Hy am so tired of waiting for my letters. Wilson is a Col' son to his poor mother. Cold sons are fond of onions. Some of the foments 6 f the houses keep’ barbers. Ho' witty a town is Patea as the' conundrum competition proved. I wish the Council would harden the rhodes, as the cobbler trade is dull. The reading room is still very good. Patea merchants supply very good victuals, 1 had cnrrle and'.'rim, and nuts for deissert.' Everything is cooked with cole sparhs, and the terays of the sun.; There exists a short clarhe and a long Postmaster. The hush is close to Patea, A telegram from England states that mace is about to beintroduced into Sherwood forest, Carey's a man has cyton a white cabbage. (Funny things here). There is a davision in the County Council now. The Family Party have departyed. Klinh ! Klinh ! the prisoners break the stones. — “ Nous avons fini,” • “ Viator.”