CHARLESTON.

Westport Times, Volume III, Issue 463, 9 February 1869, Page 2

CHARLESTON.

(fbom oub own cohbespondent.) Feb. 8.

With reference to the meeting of miners and others, which was held in Hunter's Post Office Hotel, on the the evening of Wednesday last, to consider as to tho granting of extended claims or areas of ground above three acres in extent, and the procedings of which meeting were fully reported in your last issue, I am now in a position to state that the movers in the matter do not seemto have " let the grass grow under their feet." A memorial (not to the Superintendent, but to his Excellency the Governor of the Colony, per Oswald Curtis, Esq.,) was yesterday mailed for the north, and is a most imposing document, containing, or rather having adhibited to it, the signatures of some 400 miners and others, including all the principal business men of the town. This does not look like inertion on the part of the residents of this town and district, and I am glad to say that in this instance the district is on the qui vive. I trust that this representation may be of good results, and that the wholesale monopoly at present exercised by capitalists and associated companies may yet be effectually 'knocked on the head. Mr Henneliy, the member for this district, has been furnished with a copy of the memorial, and requested to support the prayer of the petition (if rendered necessary) in his place in the Council. I may add, that the representation referred to is the largest and most influential one that has emanated from the Charleston District, and we all wish it God speed. Had it been deemed necessary or expedient to obtain more signatures to the document, I am informed, and believe, that at least 200 additional names might have been procured between this place and the township of Brighton.

It is told of Charles Lamb, that one afternoon, returning from a dinnerparty, having taken a seat in a crowded omnibus, a stout gentleman subsequently looked in, and politely asked, < All full inside ?' «I don't know how it may be with other passengers, answered Lamb, ' but that last piece of oyster-pie did the business for vie? A Hot Dbink.—An ' ardent' gentleman at Indianapolis, on furtively snatching a drink from a jug at the house of a friend, swallowed a mouthful of deodorized coal oil. His friends have since been boring him, but not for oiL