THE PARNELL CASE.

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume XI, Issue 3665, 18 November 1890, Page 2

THE PARNELL CASE.

Actlofl fOJ^YMCO. TaoOo-Usspondout Doos Not appear. . Rosißimioaof MrParnoll London, November IS, In the Divorce Court to-day, the petition of Captain O'Shea for a divorce from his wife on the grounds of her adultery with Mr Parn,ejl,was begun,

Neither Mis O'Shea nor MrPemell was represented, by; counsel, The evidence e|th§ ; servants in the employ of the peljtipii'ers was s,twgly in support of th,& oliajge, and Captain O'ghej |n. jijs evidence denied oonnivamie : also the counter charge of adultery, and that in 1881 he had challenged Mr Parnell to, a duel. ,

The Solicitor-General denounced the conduct of Mr Pajflefl \r\ fle'pjming to aroar before the DivoroOp.urt arid justify his false and leas' betrayal of a busbar's dence. Tjip ease waj adjourned.; It is stated ibat'MrParnell resign? the leadership of, '■'

Th© Elootioa of OandiditoW

-To the editor of the Evening Press.) 'Si R .~.. : :;.Ti ; ;. ;';,,''•;; With polling day so near, I thought ; perhaps you'd like to hear My opinions of the men who want our votes; ' And if as I suspect, my surmises are correct, '."" I will give you a short extract from my notes. '■'.''■'

And first I have to tell of a pleasant sounding M, Which boasts that in New Zealand it was cast; May it miss tliat worst of fates which nearly every Bell awaits, . Of being hung up somewhere at the last..

He did not do so badly, and a number heard him gladly, \ When he tried his views on politics to tell; ;. ! Nor did he get much raffled, though his tone was sadly muffled, And so much depends on temper in ■ aSeU. ,

'John Duthie, the ex-Mayor, was well known to all there, When he oame upon the boards to have his say; Though 'the rabble would' not hear; Mm, there wero hundreds there 1 to cheer, him, And will'give him his right place on polling day, .

And what of F H leaser, the public-. house eraser, : Who would never think of granting compensation; . ; >! He won't set the Thames on fire,:, and he might as well retire,. i For he'll never make & very great! sensation, : - •■■ •' Now for George the wouEbe-saint, , which I'm pretty sure ho ain't, ~ Who of every little thing he does will brag on; Electors have your say at the coming polling day, And dub him still Saint George, but with the drag on,

He knows bow to throw a- bait, and the fish find out too late, When he has them fairly hauled into his boat; And regret they did not look how he slyly Lid the book, And how short a time it takes to . turn his coat. ' Heoan always raise a fiver, when he comes to his last silver, : ■ '-. And for this he ought his lucky Btara to thank;'!; When the cash is fast declining, it is t nioe to be reclining For support upon a. verdant mossy Bank.

There's another yet you know, the mighty Jolliooe, Who is always on for any kind oi fame; If the R.C's are his hope, then perhaps he'd better slope To the place that sounds so very like bis name,

Mr Mqhean goes boldly, in, feeling - sure he's going to win, And of course it would be strange . werebetodoubtit; He has but to give his taps, and await the answering raps, •.And his friends, below will tell him ■ .all about it.

M on this I will not pin my faitli that he gets in, There's no telling what the gentry are about, Ana I pity poor McLean, when the) put it to him plain, With the question does your niothei know .you're oirf. ■ .

T. K. Mao's a clever chap, boiling over with clap trap, But the most of this will go for what it's worth;. He has cures for ever," ill, and can coat each bitter pill, Anil can make a very heaven upon this earth.

How lie gets the poor man gulled, al hia cares and worries lulled, Ho oan lead his dupes to happinesi and glory; With his hammer in his hand, whicl acts hko magic wand, ' Hecanmake each spot like "Beau> ■ tifnl Karori,"

Last, the man of railway fame, who amongst us lately came, Why_ he should stand there's neither rhyme or reason; With election in December, electors should roininiber, That a Winter is entirely out of season.

And now as I end my task, I can think I hear you ask Win of these are going to bo the chosen three? Bat with such a rummy lot, the winners all to spot, Is a job I own too difficult for me. I am, &c, Old Boy, Te Abo.