MRS BROWN MAKES A FEW REMARKS ON WATER SUPPLY

Westport Times, Volume V, Issue 828, 22 June 1871, Page 2

MRS BROWN MAKES A FEW REMARKS ON WATER SUPPLY

Ever since Brown and me come to live on Humbug Terrace, where Brown took up a lease, and was going to make a pile, which he registered about a mile of tail-race and a washing site as might as well be consecrated ground) for all the washing as is done, through there being no water for him or poor Old Jack as is brown's mate, to do anything with. So one evening I had made a bit of stew for Brown's supper as is tastier and makes the meat go farther which the butcher is beginning to look black through Brown not getting any gold, and home he comes, all over dirt and mud, the same as if he was making a fortune, which he has a wash and sits down to his supper, as was hot and nice, and commences reading the " Westport Times," being terrible anxious about the Government doing something for the district as is famishing for water. We always take in the " Westport Times " which is a pleasanter paper than the " Heraid " as is always snarling and grumbling about something, which I said to Brown, it's a wonder somebody don't scald that " Herald " I know I would. Well, he was reading, quite pleased like, as him and Old Jack are always building castles in the air, through having good prospects, though I tells them not to be too cock sure, as Government might turn out as rotten a stick as any body else. After a bit I sees Brown's face looking queer, which he had left off eating, and, says he, looking hard at the paper, "well, I'm blow'd, if that ar'nt a regular choker." Thinks I, he must have swaller'd a bone, that might be in the stew, and I got such a turn as I almost fainted, through thinking about Mrs Chumpin's first husband, and the corner's inquest, as got choked with a carpenter's gimblet being in a sassage, as healways bolted like Holloway's pills. That there surveyor's report, says Brown, is a choker, indeed, —which I felt thankful wasn't in his throat, and he says it's all up now, old woman, the Government wont bring in no water, and there's nothing for us but " Hobson's choice " which I see afterwards is Dobson, but Brown don't look sharp at his reading, through wearing spectacles without any glass in them, and might as well have winkers on him. Well, says I, I've been a telling of you all along, but you never do take no notice of my words. Brown, as I said, the parties as have water to sell dont want nobody setting up oppo-: sition, which I think they are at the bottom of it all, as want to be sole agents for Old Phivius—as they call him—all over the Charleston District, and nobody can get the blessed rain as falls from Heaven through them and their friar's rights. As for the Government, which is just like any hardup, ragged, poor fellow as would giw away his shirt, when he has none, it is different when he £ets rich, as is the case now when old Vogel has made a haul, they'll givo 113* the cold shoulder, and leave us without water, and all our money paid away. But, mark my words, if somebody dont look sharp after that money, as Voxel's been and put the country in the pawn shop for, they'll nick nack it away ] just like a bad housekeeper as can never make her husband's wages spin out the week, and keep's borrowing I what she cant pay, which I've been J reading as every soul in the country is about thirty pounds in debt, besides what we owe for tucker, which is a pretty state for christians to be in, j which if they dont give us a chance and bring water in, I dont see how we can ever pay it. I told Brown as I d write to the " Westport Times " about it, as Brown is no good at writing, through losing his righl. thumb when he was a baby, and he says dont you j

go making a fool of yourself; but I dont care a straw, I'll apeak up for my rights, if Brown wont, which I see in a leaf of an old journal aa the butcher wrapped aome chops in, that women will soon have their rights, which they dont get now by a long chalk. I will write no more next week, it being late now, and Brown is singing out to one to come to bed which he is shivering, through the night being frosty. Feolic.