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Poverty Bay Standard, Volume XI, Issue 1279, 20 February 1883, Page 2

His Majesty King Tawhiao, it is stated, has expressed a desire to visit England and interview the Queen. There cannot exist a doubt in any one T s mind as to the pleasure Her Majesty would feel. The Government should take the matter up, and send with the dusky potentate, TeKootL Mr Bryce would, we feel certain, be willing to act as flunky, and carefully polish up the toenails of the pair before the presentation. He might possibly even be knighted, and obtain from the Herald’s office a crest—“a baby three months old pierced on the point of a bayonet. ” We commend the idea to the Native Minister and the other members of tne Government. The following tenders were received by Mr W. P. Finneran, Architect, yesterday, and the results : —Messrs Lawrence <fc Sealy were the successful tenderers for carpenters’ labor required in the erection of a dwellinghouse for Ewen Cameron, Esq., for £189; and also for the erection of a bath-room at the Argyll Hotel, for £5O. Mr Robert Holden was the successful tenderer for the building of a residence for Agnew Brown, Esq., (less mason’s work), for £513. The telegraph line was down to-day, between Tauranga and Auckland.

The town of Gisborne was during the afternoon literally a u deserted village,” and the unfortunate reporter who had wrapt himself in the fond belief that a paragraph could be picked up, found himself after a Diogenes-like excursion as ignorant as when he started, with the exception of a most discordant rendition of “ Don’s you love me Molly Darling ” by the employees of a black smith, who unfortunately has a smithy near bye. The anvil accompaniment did not improve the vocalisation. At the R.M. Court yesterday a gentleman of the legal profession made a saa mistake. He asked His Worship a read a certain document, and Mr Price made the remark My eyes are getting bad again.” The learned counsel evidently thought that Mr Price had stated that his eyesight was better, and said if I am very glad to hear it your Worship.” There was a laugh, but the culprit couldn’t see exactly where it came in. He lost his case however. The people of Virginia City, Nevada, are about to utilise the river of hot w’ater which now flow's out of the Comstock Mines. A thousand acres are to be irrigated forthwith by means of iron pipes beneath the surface of the soil, and the company who have undertaken the speculation anticipate large profits on their early fruits and vegetables.