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Poverty Bay Standard, Volume X, Issue 1148, 15 September 1882, Page 2

The Fire Brigade will meet to-morrow afternoon at 4 o’clock sharp, for practice with the steam fire engine. The Brigade have formed a 7000 gallon reservoir near the shed, and it will, it is to be hoped, act properly. We also trust that the engine practice will prove satisfactory. Mr F. Dufaur, the courteous and obliging Secretary for the Acclimatisation Society, has kindly informed us that the trout ova allotted to Poverty Bay will arrive here on Sunday next. It has not yet been decided where the ova will be placed eventually, but Mr Dufaur informs us that for the present they will be placed in some fresh water creek until hatching.

The several gentlemen who contested the Borough Council election yesterday, as will be seen by our advertising columns, thank those ratepayers who voted for them.

Mr D. M. Orr announces that his steam chaff-cutting and oat and maize crushing machinery is now in full swing, and specially directs the attention of livery stable-keepers and others to his advertisement which appears elsewhere. The newly elected Councillors Messrs Clarke, Browne, and Townley, will take their seats to-night at the Borough Council meeting.

We observe that the Union Bank buildings now being erected under the superintendence of Mr Finneran, the architect, the contractors being Messrs McConnichie and Flatt, are making large strides towards completion, especially since the fine weather has set in. M e have ascertained that the material for the roofs is now to hand, and we may expect very shortly to see the red flag unfurled, indicating the completion of this portion of a most important building. We also observe that there has been particular care taken hi strengthening and binding the walls of tne building, in order to provide against earthquakes, by iron bars, rose plates, &c. We trust that it will not be very long before we are enabled to record the completion of this building. The Hon. Secretary of the Gisborne Library Chess Club announces that a tournament is to be held shortly. An invitation is offered to all chess players to join in the bout.

The Sydney Shooter puts a Bullet-in the “fellah” of Shortland street thus—Pass round the chloroform. We would die. We hava seen the Auckland “Observer’s” portiait of the bust of Admiral Sir F. Beauchamp Seymour. We have wanted to go to Egypt badly all along to help our bleeding mother country, but if Beauchamp is anything like his portrait, he has only to look upon Arabi to make that Arab wither like a violet on the kitchen stove. His picture shows that he has been the hero of a prolonged drunk, has mistaken his bedroom, been kicked downstairs by an irate landlord, and fallen into the coal-scuttle. Half his face has been tarred and feathered the eye on the ocher side is black, and his mouth iaevidentbfuil o. tobacco juice which h<. durs’nt squirt out, because aii invisible girl la watch, ing. Yus, all, this is depicted in this work of art. which js u porfeut irf u •* bu«t ’

Captain Campbell of the s.s. Oreti has been appointed to the command of she s. s. Star of the South, which latter vessel will assist in the East Coast trade. As the genial skipper is so well aud favorably known the travelling public will be glad to hear that he is not going to desert us altogether. The race horse Tartar, in charge of Mr Honor, left for the South to-day by the s.s. Manapouri. Some people are born lucky, and Mr Sam Stevenson appears to be one of them. When the Circus Troupe arrived there appeared to be every indication of bad weather, but directly rhe enterprising Sam secured the show everything was lovely. Whilst congratulating the fortuitous speculator, we can’t help envying him his invariable good fortune. We hear some desultory talk about an action for libel emanating from Captain Tucker against the Standard. We should very much like to see Captain Tucker rush thus madly on us. In point of fact it would pay us to stand half his expenses. Why ! bless the man ! ! HE ISN’T GAME TO TRY IT ! ’ ’ A thousand pounds to a postage stamp is long odds, but we can afford to double it, that Captain Tucker thinks twice before he lets the past be laid bare before the public; Max Rinkle, the chief jester to the Royal Australian Circus, was pleased to remark about our editor’s obesity last evening. The chief inkslinger of this office is fat and knows it. He delights in having an overcoat he cannot possibly lose. It keeps him warm in winter by preventing the cold getting to him, and cool in the summer through the sun not being powerful enough to penetrate. It is certainly a saving, as he can live on his fat. He does, however, occasionally go for his tucker.