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BUZZINGS from THE clwyd VALE.

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BUZZINGS from THE clwyd VALE. G BY W ASP AND THE WEATHER—REPORTERS TV L'BLIC DONERS— RHYL TOWN HALL TOWER COUNKB1GH BRIGADE, AND THE TOWN TRESSCIL~H WILLIAM MORRIS AND THE DIS- FIGHTIN LIIIILAXI)—A REAL MAN AND THE DOG A tiwe-honoured proverb assures us that when lamb a ^on it will go out like a on J1 vice versa- 1 trust that alter the weather the -nr nmyersary day of St. David, the author of metenri?rer^ re^erred to based it on reliable Paniefl observations. Cold winds, accom- general of ^ail» s^eet and rain, were mountniV, '^e' an<l on Tuesday morning the a blealr TJ- Ter,e coate(l with snow, and presented rain J appsarance. Drenching showers farmers farming operations, but the inclined' +r>° Ve \n weather lore, were not mouth "tii. grumble with the opening of the incident tr> +ll us^ re^S'ous and other celebrations Baint of Wales Crown F> TVU|? dinners were held at the Khyl i0tt '^enbl!?'.and at the Royal Hotel, delivered at v>F+i°Sei the usual speeches were ^tended WMr P- p- Pennant, the Was announcprt +r> + i ^or the Flint boroughs, ^hyl, but T take Part m the proceedings at Present or not *,« UUii to say whether he was tions were not'iss'i-d uTib* 1 can gather' iuvita_ Press. For tho co representatives of the delivered at tho r^° reason> the eloquent orations Octant outer ,Hotel will be lost to an Z0t?L?l advke t^l Ude- 1 here give a mind8thdfCtiPticm- g3AneS of Public gatherings AS a reportor.a ,1(LEA prevails M their do so. at\r of course, and ^tho^ that t,r\ naoment'a ^thout being asked to a conviv"iP0rter> uninvitori would show them and drinV^^khiKe Qf ^ould foist himself on dignit/of urfeSf; m rcgar" for" tS are to be reported Profession If dTnners attend them. It must be in^ndeS that its representative, °»"It to he press to ot of roast beef, and temPtod ,&llured by smell room, there to occupy s?eak into a dining- cause they have treSpasaey^pcal position, be- And to reporters I will say, in f!!lth10ut invitation. days of newspaper respectability^i?sion> that the when membeis of the I, fourth WI be numbered dinner more highly than the >fstate" value a calling. °nour of their A week or two ago I drew attorn- column to the state of the Town jT I,°u in this Rhyl. The tower was built on a sandy f ^0Wef at and it is sinking into the ground. JP^dation, opinion is that the tower is doomed aZj°.auc^d speedily taken down it will tumble' of it n°t accord. It is possible that its downfaiiS 0lT11? occasion the death of street passengers, and iT I it will endanger the safety of the Town Hall build- ings. The state of the tower has alarmed the commissioners, and they have invited tenders for putting it to rights. Tenders were submitted and the subject was discussed at the meeting of the Commissioners on Monday. The tenders, I am told, averaged about £700. I do not know a^.ls the woik which is proposed to be done. Mr W. Willianafe, a practical builder, and one of the improvement commissioners, considers that it Will be dangerous to tamper with the tower. What, then, is to be done. I would suggest that the commissioners admit that they committed a etupied blunder in sanctioning the erection of this teavy tower on this unsafe site, and that they forthwith commence to pull it down from top to bottom. If they must have a tower, let them re- build one in its place, of lighter structure, better and more attractive architectural proportiono and which will be a pleasant sight to look upon, rather than a monument of ugliness. There is something very loose and unsatisfac- tory in the relationship existing between the Denbigh Town Council and the local fire brigade. The brigade had been in existence some fifteen vears prior to the month of October last. During that period it had been kept up entirely by volun- tary subscriptions, and contributions from the fire insurance associations. The services rendered by its gallant members on many noteworthy occasions called forth the unstinted praise of the public. Although the brigade worked well without the aid it seems they were not always to be free from the criticism of the town council. After the Plas Coch fire Mr Thomas Gee, the then mayor, anim- adverted somewhat severely on the conduct and inefficiency of the brigade. His remarks in the council chamber led to the corporation taking the brigade into their own hands, and becoming re- sponsible for the necessary expenditure to keep it in an efficient state. A committee was appointed to look afer the brigade, and Captain Lloyd was authorised to order all necessary materials and ap- paratus. On the occasion of the Plas Coch fire the hose was in very bad order. Since then Captain Lloyd has purchased new hose and other articles from Messrs Merryweather, of London, a bill for which, amounting to JE94, was presented to the town council at their meeting last Monday. The amount of this claim was a perfect staggerer to the municipal parliament. A discussion took place respecting it, but payment could not be avoided, and the bill was accordingly passed. Captain Lloyd explained that since the committee was appointed not a single meeting had been held, and he had not received the slightest aid from it. In short, the brigade has been lectured for inefficiency, and then neglected by its critics. I think the brigade have a right to complain that interference with their voluntary action which does not lead to active co-operation is nothing short of meddlesome impertinence. We have it on the authority of Captain Lloyd that the apparatus is now in good order. The men are picked and always ready for duty. I trust the corporation will in future vigor- ously second their efforts, so that the public may have something substantial to rely upon when destructive fires again require extinguishment. Charity is a most estimable virtue, but we have it on the authority of another ancient proverb that those who practise it, in order to be consistent, should begin at home. Councillor William Morris is of a sympathetic nature. He sympathises with the famine-stricken peasantry of the Emerald Isle, and on Monday he moved that the Denbigh Town Council should start a fund to relieve their distress. The motion found no seconder, and it consequently fell through. Mr John Lloyd suggested that a fund should be organised to relieve the Welsh rather than the Irish distress, and here is doubtless the explanation of the reason why the town council did not fall in with Mr Morris* proposal. Charity is a virtue which covers multitudes of sins. There are sins of omission, as well as commission and it is a sin to let your philanthropy wander abroad, while neglecting the wants of the people at home. I sincerely sympathise with the Irish poor, but 1 do not pretch selfishness when I say that the paramount duty of the Denbigh Cor- poration is to seek to lessen the heavy burdens which the ratepayers at present can ill afford to pay. Had Mr Morris proposed the adop- tian of a petition to Parliament for amending the oppressive land laws of Ireland—it is here that lies the true remedy for Irish grievances and sufferings —I should have been inclined to coincide with him —as it is I cannot. Denbigh is proud to reckon among her citizens one whose occupation is a proof of the paradoxical aphorism that killing is no murder." This is a roundabout way of telling my readers that there is a certain butcher in the town. For want of a more classic name I will dub this sanguinary individual, "John." Now, John is a Tory, and one of the old-fashioned sort." He owns two horses, one of which bears the euphonious name of George Kenyon." He recently acquired another piece of horseflesh, and in honour of trie victory of his party at Liverpool he has christened it Whit- ley." Although the latest purchase bears a Tory name, John has got tired of him. Perhaps he Ifcinks he is too good for Denbigh, for by an ad- vertisement addressed to noblemen and gentle- men he has sought to sell him, and tells us that he is one of the old-fashioned sort, standing on short legs." I can only hope that both John and Liverpool will be successful in soon getting rid of their Whitleys." The foregoing is introductory to a true story of a real man and dog fight. John's domestic pets are not confined to horses and cats -he also deals in the canine tribe. Two of his dogs bear the well-known names of Mr Jones and Miss Jones." He recently had another favourite, which bore the more "doggy" title of "Watch." John and Watch were not long ago together in the country on business. In the course of their peregrinations they came across a little curate armed with a big stick, and in com- pany with a four-footed defender in the shape of a gigantic St. Bernard. John and the curate wished each other "good morning," and in their own-fashion the dogs did likewise. By way of enlivenment the two latter then commenced fighting. Bear in mind that Watch was much less than his opponent, but he had the advantage of being one of "the old-fashioned sort." At first the St. Bernard had much the best of it. Greatly to the delight of the peace-loving little curate, he shook Watch as he would shake a rat. The clerical, gentleman was exuberantly gleeful, and John was keenly observant, but not dis- heartened, as they each watched the fray. Watch, however, continued to get the worst of it, until John stepped up to him, and in the tongue of th e ancient Cymry—unknown to the apostle of peace -he whispered in his ear, I I palm gafeli di yn ei goes ø, Watch?" Watch responded by dexteriously seizing the front paw of tne St. Bernard between his teeth. The curate's dog thereupon uttered fearful howls of intense agony, and was speedily hors de combat. The curate's high glee was at once transformed to blank dismay. He rushed to Watch, and before John could intervene, com- menced vigorously belabouring him with his cudgel. He was rewarded for his pains by a heavy whack between the eyes from John's fist, which sent him sprawling on the grass. John's blood was up, and he called upon his foe to come up," for another "knock down." The man of peace thought discretion was the better part of valour, and put his previous meek professions into practice by cowering and abjectly whining for mercy on the green sward. John was merciful as well as powerful, and refrained from further hostilities. He then allowed the curate and his dog to limp home—the former with both eyes in mourning and a bleeding nose, and the latter with his paw crushed to pieces. John and Watch strode off the field of battle victorious, and quite prepared for another encounter. The whole of which goes to prove that when you are out in the country you will do well to beware how you take liberties with a sturdy butcher and his old- fashioned barker."

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