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Taihape Daily Times, Issue 220, 17 March 1917, Page 4

Men in the- trenches share- ail things as if. they had never, hoard of private property, says Mr James Stephens, the British journalist. As a result, of the communications which have passed between the British and Japanese Governments, an agreement has been arrived at by which the sh.ortage of tonnage may very soon be considerably relieved. The Minister of Internal Affairs informed the Fire Brigades Conference that ho intended to ask for power to increase the payment of Fire Boards. Everything, it seems, is to be given more funds except education. ' The last ballot included a man from the West Coast of the South Island who is one of a family of five sons. Four of. the boys are already at the front, and now the last and remaining member of the family has been called. "The mail,” a ooldier writes from Kut-01-Amara, “ is like water to one dying 0 f thirst. A long overdue mail causes a kind of disease and malaise amongst us. It is the psychological factor, which military folk arc boginiug to realise dimly.” Mr Parr, M.P. when at the front at ■ he end of last year, was privileged to • wo off one of the great trench 75’s. Jo stood close to the gun, when he 'Med ho thought the cud of the world had conic, and his hearing was affected 10r a long time. The officer informed ' lni that they had followed the course ">f the shell fired by him and that it had killed 22 Germans. Just that nice, sharp. appetising "aste that adds such test •• a meal; • hat’s Lotus Brand. SHAKLANDS malt vinegar makes delightful salads. Brewed from malt and sugar. Free from mineral acids. Conforms to requirements of Food and Drugs Act. All grocers. 2

Owing to the pressure on our space Borough Council reports, and other articles are unavoidably held over.

At the Red Cross pictures in the Three Stars on Monday night, Irish songs and patriotic songs will be rendered by various vocalists.

A cable was received in Taihapc this morning from Father Connolly, and Frank McLaughlan,, both of whom are in England, wishing utmost success for the sports that are being held on Monday.

There are to .be a number of prize seats at the Red Cross pictures on Monday night. A Sheep Art Union ticket will be allotted to certain chairs secretly, and those who chance to occupy those chairs will receive a free ticket that may win 1000 sheep. The sitters in the lucky seats will be announced during the interval.

At a meeting of the Borough Council last night, a councillor, after a motion he had been fathering was defeated, plaintively remarked that not a single resolution he had moved during the last two years had been carried. It was not so on other local bodies of which he was a member, and where, evidently, his oppinions were respected. It it as well to remember that not every man is a prophet in his own country.

Within the last IS months no fewer than II separate interrogatories have been submitted to the German Government as to Belgium. The question has been asked by the United States, Spain. Denmark, Holland, Sweden, Switzerland Norway, and other neutrals, if Germany will give a formal assurance of the restoration of Belgian entity at the end of the war —and not once has this assurance been given.

An excellent story is told in “Experiences on Active Service,” by Major E. Lloyd George (son of the Bri-

tish Premier) in the magazine of the 4th London General Hospital, Denmark 1 Hill. Major Lloyd George says that he ] was called on to censor some letters, in one of which a private wrote: “Our company commander is a son of Lloyd George, but the other officers arc perfect gentlemen.” The private is now a corporal. The illuminated addres presented to Mr David Wilkie at the function in the Fire Brigade Hall last evening was entirely the work of Mr. H. Strong. The lettering of the address was nicely balanced, floral emblems in the border being a pleasing addition. Above the address proper is a painting depicting j a familiar scene near Mr Wilkie’s house I This had been treated by Mr Strong in I an artistic manner, and should call up ; many pleasant recollections in Mr Wilkie ’s mind whenever he looks upon it. , The whole work reflects the greatest I ciedit upon the artist. This merry dialogue is from the Carterton News: ‘‘Squad—’shun! As you ' were. When I say ’shun, I mean ’shun. I Spring up like a trout catching flies, j Don’t wipe your nose on your sleeve, i ain’t allowed in British Army. Squad—- [ ’shun. That’s better. Heads up, eyes . off the ground heels closed, knees to- ! gether. If your knock-kneed sleep with j a Bible between your knees and a strap ! round your ankles. Stop that laughing! I can see you —all of you. By the right, quick march! Loft right loft — e yes off the ground. There’s no diamonds or gold watches there. Look your own height. You'll never get a women to give you the glad eye if you walk like a bent bag of beef tied in the middle. Out with your chests; if you haven’t got a chest, stick your ku bag inside your tunic. Halt! Stand at case! Nov. you can wipe your nose. If you haven’t got a handkerchief use ‘ an old sock. ’ ’