THE CHINESE QUESTION.

Tuapeka Times, Volume III, Issue 193, 19 October 1871, Page 6

THE CHINESE QUESTION.

As there ia great agitation at present, on the above question, we would offer a suggestion, which, if practicable, would turn the present evil into a blessing, especially to those who, if the present increased immigration- of tho "Heathen Chinee" is to continue, will be the Sfreatest sufferers, namely, the miners of this province. Tbe formation of Mining Associations, if entered into with spirit and energy, may, to a certain extent, alleviate the evil ; but wo think a greater remedy is in their hands, which, if properly applied, would confer a direct, benefit to themselves and the country at large. Let them but unite, for \inity, they must "remember, is strength. "They would then be in a position to make capital out of John's labour. Our suggestion is, the formation of companies in each, and every locality, of say 25 miners, (more if practicable) ; five of the same to take up and bring to bear all available water on payable auriferous ground. The cost of maintenance, tools, &c, to be defrayed by the 20, the five to supply labour only. At the completion of same, each to have an equal share ; then employ Chinese labour, for if that were generally done, they could be had fov from £1 to £1 5s a week — the attraction would then be gone, and we would not need any poll tax to keep them from flocking to our shores. One thing we know is wanting to make the idea a sincess, and that is European miners should got their provisions, tools, and clothes, at a cheap rate. We are prepared to supply the same cheiper than ever. Remember Cox Bros., Melbourne House, Waipori, who brought the prices of provisions, &c, down fully 40 per cent., and intend keeping them so as long as they get; aupporfced.—[Advertisement.]

The New York " Standard " Bays : " Good authority affirms that if the present fashions in ladies' highheeled boots continues much longer, there will not be a descent foot or an aesthetic leg in our female population." legs are an extremely desirable article. The woman who habitually and consciously cramps the sole of her foot is guilty of maiming the soul of her body. The chignon having had its day, "an absurdity in sympathy with it attacks the heels. These fashionable iron shod champagne corks, rimmed with gold and silver, that do duty for heels and support tho hind part of the foot, are" merely meant to catch, men's eyes, and throw custom into the hands of the chiropodists. If New York were to be saved from a. rain of fire on condition of. there being ten fashionable women in it with beautiful feet, we are afraid the shower would come.

A singular operation to save a man's life— that of rhe hansfusion of blood to bis body — ia reported to have been, performed recently in Wilmington, Del., by Drs. King and Winants. The subject was a colored man, an inmate of the City Hospital, who had been suffering some time, and who had lately seemed in danger of death from exhaustion. When laid upon thd table he was too weak to talk, and appeared to have but a few hours o£ life in him. When his vein wa§ opened but one drop of blood fail from, it. The carotid artery of a lamb was * opened, and the blood was forced from thence by the palpitation of the animal's heart through a small glass tube into the patient's cephalic vein.. In tbis way about eight ounces of Wood was? coij /jyed from the lnmb to the man. Th o ration was entirely satisfactory ■ iu> results, and tie patent is bli4 co be doing very wejl^

LITTLE S4.LLY. You've a-heard me tell,o' my Sally, Joe, My 'cute little bit of a Sal -• tOr Dle« me ! what is it «-cholnn me so — She -were but a shrimp «t a gal— .And >re I'm a hnctu'ally going to blub— She'i dead, that's all, old pal. I can mind the night that I picked her up, 'Tvrer* in Limmerstone-lan*, Shoreditch ; I hadn't had bit nor sup all day, Nor narra a chance of sich ; For the fruit trade were mighty bad then, Joe, A§ yer kuowg the meanin'.of which. But I coudenn have passed a dog that night, For 'twas cold, and a-snowiu' quite thick ; So I takes thebreathin' bund c up, And hurries off home with it, quick r And sent Missis Hodges's 'Lizibeth out

For a 'ayuorth. <j' milk, on ticK. Well, Joe. yer may t'link it strange, old man, What I tells yer about the kid ; But the baby she seemed to take to me.

And she kicked, and she crowed, she did ; And I relished my bit o' dry toke that night, As tho' it had cost me a quid. From that time forrard, Joe, hup 9he growed, A missed, so to speak, by shares ; Lor' bless 'cc, man, they was nuts on her,

The women what lived upstairs, Aud, God knows, they often had trouble enough Lookin' arter their own affairs. 'Ow party she graved up-bless her 'art ! Sich eyes I never did see — Talk !— why, she talked like a pruntedbook Afo- c she were scarcely three ; She could read like v posson afore she was six, She read " Lloyd's '' regular to me. There ain't much sun in my cellar, Joe, Nor light, for the matter of that. ; Twere really a sight more cheerier, Along o' that little brat ; She seemed to huct like a sunbeam. Joe ; She were better nor gas, that's flat. She called me "Daddy "--'twere just as well— I christened her Sally, yer know ; I courted a gal with that very name, Close on forty years ago ; She died — there, don't look at me, ptirdoer, don't J I'm a silly old duffer, Joe. The luck she brousht me were sum'ut strange : I coined upon brighter days ; I'm certain she made me a better man.

With her party, innoce it ways ; I'd lay she'd do yer a lot more good Thiin those blokes in bUck what prays. % had the parish doctor, Joe, And I think that he uone his best : SBwfc 'twere when I sata-holiUu' her '«in<J, That my darlht' we-e most at rest : And she died, old pal, with her little head A-leamV .upon my breast. It's hard .to think that she's gone right off, And it's strange why she had to go ; :She were dojn' good in this wicked world, She were wanted here below ; 'Why shouldn't we have some angels here? But there we must leave it, Joe.