THE CLYDE COALPITS. [To the Editor.)

Tuapeka Times, Volume VII, Issue 337, 11 March 1874, Page 3

THE CLYDE COALPITS. [To the Editor.)

Sir, — At the last meeting of the Clyde Town Council, a letter was read from Messrs. Thompson and Irving asking the Council to consider their application for a coal mining lease situated in the Leaning Rock district ; and, if they deemed it necessary that another coal lease was requisite for the benefit of the town of Clyde and neighborhood, to recommend the same to the Waste Land Board, as the Board required the consent to and for such lease to emanate from the Corporation of Clyde. The Town Clerk acknowledge the receipt of our letter, asking the Town Council to recommend the Waste Lauds Board to grant us a lease of section 117, block 11., Leaning Rock district, and to state that the matter stands over until the applicants satisfy the Council that no injustice will be done to the present lessee, and till they show that he has sufficient coal in has lease to recompense him for the preliminary outlay, and a reasonable amount besilcs to work upon. The " Dunstan Times " thus refers to the application : " The Council, in dealing with this matter in the way they have done by answering the question put to them by another, have acted in a most unprecedented manner, and opcus the door of suspicion as to whether their interference is not actuated by selfish motives, rather than a desire to see that equity and justice is done." I think the Council acted in a very judicious manner with our our application, the only object they could have in view was to see that no injustice would be clone to C. T. Marie by recommending our application to the Waste Land Board, and not with a selfish motive as the writer states. I think if the writer of the above paragraph could see himself as others do, he would find that the selfishness is nearer his own door than what he thinks people imagine, seeing that he is the agent of E. T. Marie, consequently it is to his interest to make his case appear to advantage. The writer also wants to know what business it is of the Council what quantity of coal E. T. Marie has in his lease. If the writer had made himself conversant with the proceedings of the Waste Land Board meeting held on the sth of February, he would not have had occasion to ask puch a foolish question. I hope that in future he will post himself up in these matters a little better, and by so doing he will not be so subject to public ridicule. The members of the Waste Land Board said they did not attach much importance to the petitions ; and if in future it was found that a second pit was really required to supply the residents with coal, the question must be brought before the Board by a resolution of the Corporation of Clyde, the only authorised body. In conclusion, I think the readers of this letter will agree with me when I state that if the Clyde Town Council does not know how to conduct their business they surely will know better than to apply to the editor of the " Dunstan Times," for, to give it tie Yankee phrase, I think it VyOuld be waking up the wrong passenger. — I am, &c, Joseph E. Thompson. Clyde, February 27.

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