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Poverty Bay Standard, Volume X, Issue 1047, 11 March 1882, Page 2

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do not hold ourselves responsible for opinions expressed bp our correspondents.'] Dear Mr Hbditeb. —l have finished washin, and the clothes ar hangen out to dry, and I was goin out lor a art our chat with Mrs Perkins, but it is raning hard, so I will have afu words with yu. If this wether lasts there will be no more fires this summer. I du think it is such a pity as John (that's my husband) as jined the brigade, he sais they hare sent for the uniforms and it is comin by teligruf, dark blu dies and yellar sash, and silver helmets. I do so wish their wood be a real good fire they wood look so nice, and wood not the silver helmets and brite steal tommy oiks shine in the fire lite, you say it is wrong to wish that., but the Insurance peple don’t care, and the property peple don't care, see what a lot of reddy money they get by the things being burnt, end no bother and hexpence of bukin, and as I herd a hanshent filhosifer say at is fire, he sais, don’t cry my gal, don't cry, its all rite my gal, its all rite, so if we do have anuther fire, yull find that'll be all rite. John redes to me Bumtimes about Dikkens, and last Mundy night, he burst out with how istery due repete itself surely, and when I asked him how, ho sais, Betsy yu old fool (my rite name is Eliza Jane, but John is not very perlite) we have a Pikwik Club here in Gisborne, and Pikwik himself here tu. I sais the Dikkens he is. Sais he its Pikwik I tell yu, and bese guin to be at the meetin to nite, and away ho wont. I looks at tho book it io

ful of picters, aad there was Mr Pikwick with is j bo rid hed, round ise and specks on, so I thort I wud jt«t g®-and have a look in at the door, but I cud see nothing like the picter, so I came back disappointed after putting on a •clene starched dress, it was tu bad. Wen John came home very late, he ad a drop in is i ; he said it was raneing ard, and he had no humbreller. I asked him if Pikwfk was there, sais he, no he wornt there, fit to snap me hed of. I asked him wat was the use of a fire brigade without water, or in jin. He -said Mr Lesseps ad thrown up a camel at Panamar, and was cuming here to get water, and Paddy Parnel was goin to present the brigade with a fairwether fire ingin, du tell me if its tru, for John does cram me so, but won’t they look nice sitting on the in jin, if they gets it, with there shining silver helmets on. The •child’s crying ; gcodby. Yours, Betsy.