CARNIVAL NOTES.

Taihape Daily Times, Volume 7, Issue 338, 12 November 1915, Page 4

CARNIVAL NOTES.

(BY THE 0.5.) The following is the result of the fifteenth count for the Queen Carnival competition— MISS FORCE 1 MISS CARPENTER 2 MRS GILCHRIST 3 MRS SMITH 4 MISS WHENUAROA 5

The Carnival closes to-morrv.v night. Who is going to win? I am asked this question about twenty times a day. It certainly looks,judging by what we can hear, that either Mrs R. W. Smith or Miss Forde will attain the coveted honour. They are undoubtedly the popular fancies. Miss Forde is the better favourite, but there are many, and g-ood judges, too, who pin their faith to “Our Boys’” candidate. You can take my tip for it, brethren, that it will be no runaway race, and if Dame Rumour is to bo believed, the winning candidate will carry over £3OOO.

Mr Joe Whenuaroa’s smile is extending. and it is whispered in dark and unfrequented places that a coup d’etat will be attempted ’to-morrow evening (the time is not stated) in favour of the Maori representative. Miss Whenuaroa premises to be the “surprise packet.”

Mr Geouge Stephenson, looking debonair and gay and more youthful than ever, blew into Taihape yesterday. The genial “George" and his “Alother Goose” Pantomime Company have generously offered to assist the committee during the last two days of the Carnival, and their assistance should prove invaluable. They had booked the Town Hall for to-day and to-morrow, long before the closing date cf the Carnival was decided upon, but generously and unselfishly waived their claim and decided to throw in their lot with the good old Cause. Mr Stephenson and the members of his company are anything if not patriotic. Australia’s only acrobatic dame, Mr James Gerald, will assist at the Town Hall this evening. Air Gerald, who alpys the name part in "Alother Goose,” besides being an excellent com. edian, is one of the cleverest acrobats in the business. iNo one should miss seeing him do his funny tumbling business, or hear him in his quaint singing of such songs as “Don’t Look at Me Like That,” and “When the Pigs Begin to Fly.” Another clever turn done in the “Mother Goose” Pantomime is that of the Wahine Haka Trio. Their act consists of whirlwind acrobatic dancing. What these three artists don’t know about high kicking and acrobatic dancing is hardly worth knowing.. They will be seen in their speciality this evening.

Mr Stephenson will also appear each evening and will assume a role for ■which he is eminently fitted. Mr Stephenson always leaves an impression behind. Don’t miss cultivating bis acquaintance. He is about the happiest and most contented looking indivlual you could meet in a day's walk. Mr Stephenson is in good voice just now. and to-morrow evening he will sing.by special request, “If to Remember Me Would Give Thee Pain. Remember Me No More.” A bright and capable artiste who will appear this evening is Miss Rosie Coleman. She is one of the well-known Coleman Sisters, so popular for many years on the Rickards and Fuller Circulits. One of her most popular numbers is “Hullo, there, little Tommy Atkins.” Miss Coleman will also be seen in a unique acrobatic dance.

The bazaar will be open this evening at 7.30 o’clock. Miss Rubee Raymond, a charming toe and serpentine dancer will also appear this evening. This artsite has recently returned from America, bringing with her the very latest in the art of stage dancing.

1 am glad to notice that the Anchor Line Company has decided to adopt the Canard policy, not to carry emigrants on their steamers who are eligible for service at the front. That’s the way to deal with tlhe shirkers 1 It’s about time we dropped the kid glove policy and tackled the matter in deadly earnestness. Anyone who is not with us now is against us. The time has gone by for conciliatory measures, and thank |heaven our Government is at last idealising it. This Is not the time for words: this is the time for action. We are face to face with the gravest crisis in the British Empire, and up against a foe that neither respects the laws of God or tihe laws of humanity. This is the time that anyone worthy of the name of a Britisher should he up and doing his little bit for the grand old Motherlaud —and be proud to have the opportunity of serving !her.

I ' TO THE SHIRKER. What have you done for your counting How have you answered the call? Are you pleased with the part you’re playing In the job that demands us all? 1 | Have you changed the tweed for the khaki To serve with the rank and file. As your comrades are gladiy serving. Or isn’t it worth'the while? Can you meet the eyes of your fellows. Or have you to turn away. When they talk of the stay-at-home slacker. Have you never a word to say? When you read the Roll of Honour Of living and dead—what then? Does the voice within approve you. As one to be ranked with men! For If in cur Island's glory, Each soldier may claim his share; So he who would shirk his duty, His burden of shame must Har. You who are strong and active! You who are fit for the fray! What have you dons for England? Ask of your heart to-day! A new recruit to the Kitchener Army was slouching past Whitehall the other day, when his gaze suddenly fixed itself upon one of the stately custodians of the Horse Guards. Instantly he pulled his lanky figure up to its full height and standing at attention, sainted the Life Guardsman. The latter, after viewing the antics of the recruit with amusement, said in a very contemptuous undertone:—“What are you saluting me for, you bally fool? I’m not an officer: Im only a private.” “Garn! I know that right enough,” retorted the otiiei’. “Von see it’s like this, mate; I’ve only just jined, and, blirae, anything does to practice on!”

At the bazaar and pantomime entertainment to-morrow evening a beautiful Ensign, with the autograph signatures of forty-seven of the 9th reinforcements. all local men, will be submitted to public auction on behalf of Mrs R. W. Smith’s candidature. This is probably the only flag of its kind in the world and cannot be duplicated. The bidding for this precious piece of bunting should be very keen.

Part cf an Irish regiment at the front were manning a trench within a hundred yards of the German trenches. .Notwithstanding their critical position, okes were being freely exchanged, when a Jack Johnson shell exploded close by, burying one of their number, in loose earth. The others made all haste to rescue him, and called him to cheer up as he wuold scon be free. “Are you alright, Pat?” he enquired anxiously. “Yes, but for hivin’s sake get me

out at wanst.” “We’ll do that in nixt to no time, for Clancy is helping, and you know what he is.”

“Sure, I do that, but ask him to step off the ruins. I’ve enough on top of me widout him.”