THE DOWN VALLEY MAILS.

Wairarapa Standard, Volume I, Issue 46, 18 November 1867, Page 3

THE DOWN VALLEY MAILS.

(To the Editor of the Waieaeapa Meecuey.) Nov. 12,1867. Sie,— As it has been suggested that it would expedite the delivery of the down Valley mails if it were taken from the Featherston Postoffice instead of Greytown, the distance being shorter—will you grant me the privilege of informing my neighbors of the reason which induce me to prefer Greytown. to Featherston. I do not believe, having' often travelled the road (without reference to what the surveyors say on the subject), that the road is shorter. That the ford at the Tauherenikau river, opposite the Heifer station road is constantly changing, uncertain and dengerous, with every freshet, and a mailman who would have to cross on certain days, and at regular hours in all weathers could not he expected to run any risk to himself, or endanger his lettersno canoe could be worked at the spot, and a detour of many miles round -would often make the delivery uncertain. Besides what time would he really gained, the coach takes hut an hour to come from Featherston to Greytown. The only advantage is the Telegraph office, which according to what I read in your journal will he speedily in Greytown. And further above telegrams, short routes, &c.—the great drawback ho doubt woilld he the want of a medical man at Featherston—in Greytown there are two medical men, and I know from experience the necessity there is that wherever the Post town should he, they should be also residing there—at least one medical man, and a place for obtaining medicines.

I know there are some gentlemen using their position to make one township as against the other without reference to the inconvenience that might arise through the course they adopt; and however they might try to “ gull” us, I hope the settlers down this way will have too much good sense to he led away by them. I am, Sir, Tours, &c., A Down Valley Settler.

Number 66, Klifford Square, Feathcrstonc. (To the Heditor of the Marcury.) Deep* Sir, —My auld ooman is a bit of a politician, and she would like to come to political meetings to ax questions, and give her opinion of Maister Bunni. She says she’s not afeard of Maister. Bunni, if some of the Widerape people ere—but Maister Heditor has female women ere not allowed to public meetings, i am afeared that she will never have a chance to give went to her pubic opinions (which ere werry hemportant), if you don’t let her wentilate em in the kolums of the Marcury; but has at whomc in England they be a going to give female wrights to female women, she expects a female helection wone day. My auld' ooman wants to know if it is not true that there was only 6 or 7 helectors at Maister Bunni’s konfidential meeting at Featherstoun and Mastertoun; and if so, doesn't this show contempt for Maister Bunni ? She would like to knoo also, if any one person ever knooed Maister B— to do hany good for hany body but his ane sell hymself! If hany will say he did, they may kail upon my auld ooman and have a cup of reel good tea for nothing. When my auld ooman reseits a bill and puts a stamp on it, she always gooes down on her nees and says—“ Thank Maister Bunni for this, i wish he’d been a “ bunni,” he’d a done na damage to any boey or thing but the cabbages in the gardin.” And Maister Heditor when she buys a pund of shuggar or a pund of tee, mixed with green, and a bran new bonnet with red ribbius—and of the saucer shape, the all three things with a grate tax on each of em, she grones out—“ Hang Maister Bunni who voted the poor people to pay such awful hewy taxes, and made the man with six bob a day pay as much as the man with 6000 punds a yer.” And she says also, for she is a good arguer—“flere is my auld man and his auld ooman, we eat as much shuggar and drink as much tee as the rich man and his auld ooman with their 10,000 pund a yer—is this justice ? Maister Bunni says this is all right, and we believe his oily tongue —he sayswc be ignorant and that a man wid 40 or 60 acres, and himposed wid a rate under about 5s 6d shant have a wote. Maybe we be only fit to give wotes of konfidences when he throws dust in our eyes. My auld ooman says, she does, “ Werra good Maister Bunni from Barkshire, your’c a good pal of Maister Stafford’s, who makes me laugh with his jokes to the Nelson fokc about his luv of retrenchment, and then my auld ooman gets worry hexcited when she thinks of another frend of Maister Bunni, that is Maister David ser .Munroo, that has a great increase to his salery, and does not give grate denners like a gentleman; but in place of them, gives his foolish talk and jokes about fynancial reform. Keep out of my auld ooman’s way Maister Bunni, she lives at Pea-, therstoun.

Deer Hediter, I am, yours truly, Samuel Spade.