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A Municipal Miiiercium.
A Municipal Miiiercium. THE PARADISE OF THE FUTURE. (By Optimist.") It is Christmas, 1930. John Cynon Jones is on a visit to his native Alberdare after 20 years absence. He had to leave the banks of the river which gave him a name, and, like Brown's horse, seek fresh oats and pastures new. When he resided in Cynonland he was, it is Sieged, in the habit of sowing wild oats and seeds of dissension among his fellow miners. Some said that he was afraid of work, but others claimed that they had seen him lying1 down fearlessly by its side. He was, however, a brave man. Courage he possessed in superabundance, and as for danger he never thought of it. lIe would risk his life in the most Perilous of working places, and appeared to be courting disaster and wooing tnj ury. Some of the colliery officials were mean enough to say that John was a com- pensation hunter, and they refused him work. John, therefore, found himself in the ranks of the unemployed. Some well- leaning friends wanted him to avail himself of General Booth's Emigration Scheme. But he was afraid to incur the ^pleasure of his comrades, who looked askance upon that scheme, because it Was not identical with their own. They pel"suaded John to wait until H some- thing would turn up," for he was assured that the next Government would be a Labour Government, in the Cabinet of which there would be an Unemployed Minister. In the meantime he betook himself to singing ballads of his own imposition, for Oynon was a bard of no ftiean merit. He was also a lay preacher with the Wesleyans, and his sermons on Sunday added the fabulous amount of 2s. 6d. per week to his income. His friends organised a cock and hen raffle for his benefit, and he received also the flrooeeds of an art union and a compli- mentary concert. It is rumoured that he would have had a job as assistant orgCtniser of the I.L.P. in South Wales Were it not that the had leanings towards Mabon, was on friendly terms with the Railway Bell, and was not a good sound Socialist. At last, however, something did turn up for our Micawber. The newly-formed Labour Govoernment want- ed an organiser for a newly-established branch of the I.L.P. in the Transvaal, to inculcate the doctrines of independent labour among the Chinese coolies who laboured in the South African com- pounds. John at once became a convert to militant and progressive Socialism, and became a member of the local I.L.P., who furnished him an excellent testi- monial declaring him well-qualified to preach the gospel of I.L.P. itm to the Chinee. He got the Government job and sailed away to commence his COTnpound campaign. As to the rest of his acts and of his ways among the heathen tribes of China behold they are Written in the book of the Kings and Queens of Great Britain. Now Xmas was approaching, and John —r>" rather Mr. Jones, for he now wore a frock-coat and top-hat as a man in the Position of organiser should-was coming home on his first furlough. He was travelling to Aberdare by a. T.V.R. train, and was astonished to note the almost deserted stations and the scarcity of Passengers in the coaches. He overheard two travellers talking about the, dwind- ling dividends of the T.V.E. Then he remembered a text from which he used to Preach in the days when he was hard up. Be sure your sins will find you out." lie mused on the doctrine of retribution, and muttered to himself, "Ah, this is divine vengeance for the sins of the stiff- locked directors of the Taff in the days ot the great strike, and before Taff Vale ^w was annulled." Looking out through the window he saw that the dreams of the Municipal seers of two decades ago had Wn realised, for there was an electric service on the main road, and he learnt from a fellow-passenger that it was a municipal tramway. It covered the whole length of the valley, and, like the Path of glory led to the cemetery. Every village and hamlelt was illumina- W by electric light—municipal of course. lIe was informed also that the District Council had acquired the gas supply, and that there were quite a number of hu- man gas distributors on the Council. Alighting at the station and walking in- to the centre of the town, he. was im- pressed with the reforms that had been fried out. U Sweet 'Berdare" was Rweeter than ever. Avenues of municipal trees. in full foliage, even at Yule-tide, divided Cardiff-street, and imparted syl- Van beauty and inspiring freshness to the Square, where in the light of other days, he had, standing on th inverted soap box, held in a quivering hand the flickering candle of municipal reform. Proceeding to the Park, his eyes fell upon a, real paradise. The island was Morions even in mid-winter, and the Waters of the lake were troubled by ang- lers, who were hooking fish for the muni- cipal fish supply in Sown,for be it under- stood that the municipal waters of Aber- dare yielded fish at every season, of the Yea..r, and the fin market was a peren- nial blessing. Noticing a palatial struc- ture near the roadside, Mr. Jones was in- armed that it was the quondam work- house which Aberdare had erected after ^ffecting a separation from the Merthyr nion. He was told further that the gilding was used now as a. palace for the (!'a-dians who, met there to distri- iite the old age pensions that the Laibotir 0vernment had instituted, and to enter- tain not tramps, but "the gentlemen of the road," who were kind enough to par- take of the hospitality of the Guardians. As a workhouse, the institution was now non existent, for with the improved social conditions of the people; pauperism had become a thing of the past. Notic- ing another huge, and elaborate building he was told that it was the new head- quarters of the local I.L.P. whither the ark had been removed from its old rest- ing place in Cardiff-street, where it had its Qbed-edom for many years. One wing of the building had a tower and stained windows. This was the Labour church where the labour saints assembled on Sundays in throngs, the orthodox churches and chapels being now com- paratively empty. The gospel preached at this temple of worship is, of course, Christian Socialism (revised version). The preacher last Sunday was the Rev. G. H. Bibbings, B.A., who delivered the message of Calvary with inspiring force to a, perspiring congregation, the. edifice being crammed to suffocation. The police dare not interfere with the I.L.P. services now. It is on record that the officer who last attempted to do any- thing of the kind was killed by Mr. Bibbings" sneers. No preacher either dare say a word against the new evangel. The last stand for the old faith was made by the Eev. Cynog Williams, but he found himself at last in the same position as Casabianca. The visitor ob- serves that every barber's pole waves a blood-red flag, which is a sign to the destroying angel of Unionism that the occupant of the toiisorial establishment has conformed with the laws of the local authority and become federated. The non-federationists have all been executed by the municipal hangman with a rope made by trade union labor. Passing one of the' elementary schools, Mr. Jones observed that a. large addition had been made to the building- since he passed that way before. To him it gave- the appearance of a soup kitchen. His memory went back to the great strike of '98, and he began to wonder whether another such calamity had befallen the South Wales coalfield. However, he was scloii reassured on this point. He was told ¡ that no strike, had occurred for years— since the Government had passed the Compulsory Arbitration Act. The kitchens adjoining the schools were built for the feeding of school children who came to school minus breakfast or dinner. Mr. Jones questioned several mothers concerning this innovation, and one and all considered it a God-send. It saved them so much trouble now that their offsprings were fed in schools. Be- sides, it was so nice to think that child- less people had to help maintaining their progeny. Of course, the use of the cane is not allowed in school now, and if any domino or sub-domino dared to brandish such a weapon, the culprit had the right, to appeal to the cook to inflict penalties on the castigato-r with the kitchen poker. No rack-renters exist in Aberdare now. Mr. Jones was somewhat horrified when he was told by a. grim looking local Anarchist that the last rack-renter had been hung with the entrails of the last tyrant capitalist. Drastic evils, he was assured, required drastic remedies. Green Fach had been deleted from the map of Aberdare. Instead of the de- molished slumdom the town has its municipal brick and mortar, which even Park Lane cannot compare with in ele- gance. The new terraces are inhabited by the erstwhile denizens of the slums, but who have all been transfigured and regenerated since they have taken up their abode under the municipal roof- trees. It is rumoured that many of the tenants of Utopia terrace and Council Avenue are sadly in arrears of rent not- withstanding that it is low, but the local authority will not allow prosecution. No bailiff is permitted to set his foot in any of the municipal dewellings. The sages on the Council hold that the distress of destitution should not be met with by the distress of prosecution. The lucky tenants owe these philanthropists a great debt of gratitude—and money. The visitor was somewhat shocked to find that the municipal public-houses were very well patronised, and that drunkenness was apparently as much of a curse as when he denounced it from the lay pulpit in days gone by. A temperance advocate told him that an attempt had been made to place the teaching of temperance in the syllabus of the schools, but that the labour mem- bers protested against it, and obtained instead the teaching of the evils of land- lordism and capitalism. When the tie of the tied houses was broken and when the monopoly of the brewer was no more, the evil of the drink traffic ceased to exist-in their opinion. Mr. Jones was greatly impressed with the new Town Hall of Aberdare, the Capitol of Labour. When the munici- palists monopolised the District Council, the Aberdare Trades Council had no longer any purpose of existence, and there was a voluntary wind uyp. The leading members of the latter found seats on the former, and for the many professional agitators and would-be- organisers in the ranks of the T.C. soft jobs were found in the various depart- ments of the Town Hall. John Cyiion Jones is now sorry that he left Aberdare instead of waiting for the local millennium, for he finds that installing the ideas of Communism at the roots of pig-tails is hard and unremunerative work. —:0:
Llwydcoed .
Llwydcoed Bowen's Oatmeal Stout most nourish- ing for Invalids.
IThe Dyingi Infidel.-
I The Dyingi Infidel. Within the dwelling silence deep pre- vails; E!ach sorrow-laden heart Grieved for the one who now before Death quails, He soon from them must part. The God on High, whom he had served so ill, He needs must meet ere long; All thro' his life he had, 'neath Satan's will, Striv'n ever in the wrong. His voice was weak, as turning to -his son, Who knelt beside the bed, He seemed to whisper to his darling one, Then seemed to pray instead. Almighty Power! 'tis only now I learn Thou dost indeed exist; Redeeming Love! which I as long did scorn, I cannot now resist. But 'tis too late, immortal perjured soul; Who for the Devil fought; Thou can'st not enter there! Thou art not whole, Thou art by Satan bought. 0 would I could recall that evil day When Satan tempted me, But now I must traverse, the gloomy way To dark eternity. If I but had my youthful days again, The God who reigns above Should be my Master, I his humble swain, Abounding in His Love. 0, God, we are but mortals 'neath Thy will, Whom worldly things attract; Do Thou with grace each soul immortal fill, 'Tis what my soul hath lacked. Vain are the pleasures of this world of ours; 'Tis but a mockery, And yet we live in fear of Death's dark hours, As 'twere a. lottery. All! lad heed thou the dying infidel, Who turned his back on God; And who hath served the wicked Satan well, And spurned all that was good. As now I go, there shines no guiding star, 'Tis darkness deep ahead. My son, thy life is thine to make or mar, Would I were in thy stead! But now, good-bye to thee for evermore, Ere to the gloom I leap, Heed thou my words, and may God's blessing pour On thy head while I sleep." His head fell back, his tear-stained eyes grew dim, His poor repentant soul Had fled to be adjudged above by Him Whom all on earth extol. The boy arose, and stooping o'er the bed, He kissed his father's brow; And as his tear-stained eyes gazed on the dead To God he made his vow. Tho' now the little lad a man has grown, His Master still he serves; His life belongs to God, 'tis not his own, He ne'er from duty swerves. W.G.P. Abercynon.
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:&¡ New Post Office at Mountain Ash. The new Post Office was opened for business on Monday week. The new premises are substantially built and commodious, and are centrally situated in Knight-street. The new office will be an undoubted boon to t he locality. -s, O Ascum: Is your boss going to give you the raise you asked for?—Clark: Well- er—I'm afraid to say. I told him I thought my pay should be commensurate with the amount of work I do, and he promptly agreed with me.
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R ADRAN GYMREIG.
R ADRAN GYMREIG. Y Gwir yn erbyn y Byd." wahoddir cynyrchion i'r Adran hon. Pob goilebiaeth i'w anfon i Swyddfa'r "Lea.den Aberdar.
LLINELLAU PRIODASOL
LLINELLAU PRIODASOL i Mr. John Thomas, Aman Villa, Cwm- aman, a Miss Mary A. Weekes, Blaenamanfach Farm. Priodas addas heddyw Gaed o fodd dau i gyd-fyw, Dau enaid wedi ua.0 Byth i fudd gan beth a fo. Creodd lor yr allor hen Hynodol hon yn Eden, Mirain ferch Mary Ann fwyn, Ei noddfa loan addfwyn; Gwna ran i Mary Ann mwy, Mae'n wraig fad gymeradwy; Lion c-eisia lluniocysur, Llunio can er lloni cur; A gwraig Ian ar gareg lwyd Yw'r Heulwen ar ei aelwyd. Melus fydd yr ymddyddan A gwr y ty ger y tan, Llawenhau iiiie y ddau ddyn I foli'r fodrwy felyn; Hen arferied cariad cu I'w berchen gael ei barchu, Goreurwyd y garwriaeth Gan foreuol swynol saeth. Fe ddaeth pen gris y mis me! A'i wyn dywydd yn dawel, Y mis mel fo am oes mwy; JHor fedrus mae aur fvdrwy Ar law wen, ar ben ei bys, Hyd angau hi a'i dengys. Llwyddiant i'r plant yn ein plith A gwawr fwyncleg gwir fendith. O'oh ceiniog byddweh gynil, Fe all ddod i fod yn fil. Byw 1 Dduw, a byw i ddyn, 0 afael rhaid a/i ofyn, Byw yn uniawn, byw'n onest, Byw i'r Ffydd, nid byw ar ffest; Mwyn a syber niewn sobrwydd; C'ewch dil Hon, cewch dal a. llwydd; I Byw aur reol dwyfol Dad A'i geiriau'n llawn o gariad; Araul yw y Rheol hon A goleu rydd i'r galon. Z, Os daw croesau beichiau byd, Ei ochain ac afiechyd, Fe gewch dal a chynaliaeth C'ewch yn dwr y Gwr a'eh gwnaeth; Eich dyled yw i fyw hyd fedd A rhodio mewn anrhydedd, Wedi'r vrfa da-ivl, eurfyd, Yn iach o boen uwch y byd. MHRMIJR AMAN. Cwmaman.
Nodion Cymreig.
Nodion Cymreig. Nis gellir, meddai Hume, ranu dynol- ryw yn ddwy ran, un dosbarth o bobl yn dda iawn a'r dosbarth arall yn ddrwg iawn. Y mae y Barnwr Bryn Roberts 0 gyffelyb gred a Hume. Myn y Barnwr nad yw y rhai sydd yn ymddangos ger bron ei frawdle yn engyl nac yn ddia- fiaid. Nid yw t-vsticlaeti-, un o honynt yn gelwydd i gyd, fcl ybaem rhai o wyr y gyfraith. Elglur yw fod ei Anrhydedd yn hoffi rhodio y llwybr canol. t Y mae y menywod sydd yn troi y wlad wyneb i waered yn eu cais am bleidlais yn cynyddu mewn rhifedi a brwdfrydedd. Yn eu plith y mae Mrs. Keating Hill 0 Mountain Ash, chwaer i'r nofelydd enwog, Mr. Joesph Keating. Y mae y cenadwr enwog, Dr. Griffith John, yn 75 mlwydd oed. Erys yn awr yn New York i geisio gwellhad mewn iechyd. Y mae yn graddol gryfhau. Chwith yw gan hyd y nod elynion Mr. Chamberlain ddeall fod yr hen ryfelwr gwleidyddol yn diosg ei arfan. Nid yw yn debyg y rhydd arwr Birmingham lawer o ofid i wrthwynebydd na mwyni- ant i gydwleidydd yn rhagor. Fel rheol y mae gwleidyddwyr yn dirf o hoenus mewn henaint. Dyna Welling- ton, Bismarck a Gladstone er engraifft. Yr oedd y diweddaf yn nghanol y dyddiau sydd yn boen a blinder pan y daeth a'i Fesur ymreolaeth yn mlaen. Aelwyd can yw gwlad Cynon o hyd. Ddydd Mercher (beth yw y gair Cym- raeg am "Boxing Day?") rhoddwyd datganiad rhagorol o'r "Golden Legend" ga.n gantorion a chantoresau Cynon yn Neuadd y Farchnad. Tarawiad hapus a wnaeth Mr. T. J. Hughes pan y dywedodd yn ddiweddar, Mor o ddysg yw Cymru i gyd, Ond Penybont yw pen y byd. Diau mai ar lan yr Ogwy y bydd marw doethineb.
Y DIWEDDAR MR. DAVID JEFFREYS.
Y DIWEDDAR MR. DAVID JEFFREYS. Hen Danwr parchus Pwll Morris, Cwm- aman. Dyn hawddgar, difar oedd Dafydd- Jeffreys, A hyffraeth arebydd, Tanwr fu'n ddidwrf ei ddydd, A doeth ddwys gymdeithasydd. BAYRON.
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—— :0: — She was ordering him about in her usual imperative style, for they were married of course. And he, usually the meekest and most submissive of men, like the proverbial worm, was now be- ginning to retort. "Do you think you rule the universe?" he ftsked sarcasti- cally, when he had the chance to edge in a word. "No; but I rille the first letter of it," was the prompt reply. And once again he realisea that his wife was I one too many for him.
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WIT OF THE WEEK." (From Punch.) We are sorry to have to record a grave set- back to Humour. President Roosevelt's order making Comic Spelling compulsory has been re- voked. Much interest continues to be taken in the im- pending House Match between the Commons and the Lords. A woman suffragist has christened her baby boy Franchise." The news has not been broken yet to the unfortunate child. Now that it has been proved that fiving- machines are practicable, the various omnibus companies are already thinking of titles for their new lines. We understand that among those which have already been decided on are The Boomerang." "The Castle in the Air," "The and "The Iird of Prey"—the last- named being of course for a line of Pirates. Rumour is again busy with the promised ap- pearance of a mo tor-'bus which is to be so quipt that you will not know that there is one on the road until you havo been run over. Motto for a Suffragette: "II ne faut pas etre r belle pour suffrager." Scene—The hall of a country house. Guests arriving for dinner.—Perkins (the extra man who is had in to help at most dinners given in the neighbourhood—confidentially but audibly): Good-everumv, Miss Waters. There's some of that nice pudding 'ere to-night, what last time you took twice of! MATTXS. Aroused, I hear the milkman's cry, The postman's rat-tat-tat, A nd know the morning's letters lie In heaps upon the mat. Nay, blankete." murmur I. are best, And dawn has scarcely shone. An earthquake shall not mar my rest; I mean to dumber on." The Cynic labels life a shorn." A "dream" the lover's bliss; The Dryasdust finds germ's in jam. And poison in a kiss. In vain Awake! the factions scream. And hurl me books to con If life's a C11p.t. fPlQ loYc 8. dream I mean to slumber on., fFrom PirT.1! 1' T' 71,) Wats ? ::AKS.—Physician's Wife: "j s,, o ii 'o pv a r.. a n«w even in"- drees, dear." Physician: "All right, rty dear: I'll Jcok over my list and And who can afford an operation for appendicitis." THE PRIVILEGES OF WEALTH.—The I can recomnlpnd that wine list, jr. \"(\'V8 crot some very old wines in our cellar."— Lady: "Oh. 'we don't -r.r.t nny old stuff. We're rich enough to have the newest you've got." A FINE DISTINCTION.—Politician (speak- ing with some warmth) No. sir—a thousand tin^s no! I didn't sell myself. They bought me." TOOT-TOOT. —" The tout ensemble of that orchestra is remarkably ¡rood," remarked Mr. host at a box-party. Don't you think so?"—"You bet it is!" responded l\Tr. New- rich. enthusiastically: T like to watch the feller that's playin' it slide it back and forth—locks as if he was swallerin' it! FEMININE AMENITIES.—Aurelia: "How many proposals did you have last summer, clear? "— Je-sie: "Sixteen, dear."—Aurelia: What a terribly nersistent fellow that Tommy Noodles ust be! PP.QOF.—Little Boy: "You needn't worry about sister and Mr. Poorc-happ. She doesn't care a snap about him."—Mother (much re- lieved): How did you learn that? "—Little. Boy: When they are in the oarlour alone, she won't even let him have a'chair to himself." ALL.—Mrs. Oldgirl: "Don't you think. dear, the baby gets its good looks from me?"—Mr: Oldboy: "I scuesS so; and it seems to have got about all you had." (From Jwly.) London's Latest Tube: The one you travel by, as a 'Tis gone! The merry season's past, The merry rout is ended; Around, wherever look we cast. Are signs of ruin blended. Mamma's in bed. The kitchen joys Are turned to revolutions; The baby's broken all his toys, I And Pa his resolutions. First Briton: Good-morning. Shocking morning, isn't it?"—Second Briton: So they tell me." SOME SUITABLE CHRISTMAS BOXES. For a Professional Chiperoiie.-A match box. For a Messenger.-A scent box. For a Pompous Official.-A Jack-in-the-box. For an Advertising Agent,—A puff box. For a Clever Detective.—A pounce box. For an Amateur Puglist.-A private box. For a Financier.—A money box. For an Enemy.—A make-up box. For a Sportsman.—A shooting box. For a Lawyer.—A deed box. For a Chemist.—A pill box. For a Suffragette.—A ballot box. That's a bad cough you've get! Yes. it is. But haven't you seen a doctor? Eli? Several. I passed one only the other day."— "For insurance purposes, I suppose?"—"No; quite accidentally." Midnight melody for the defaulting tenant in arrears with his rent: Where shll I mistle to now? The gentleman whose food is drink will no longer need to give his familiar order: 'Alf a pint, miss, and draw it thick, please, beoos I'm hungry." An American has succeeded in pro- ducing beer in plugs like tobacco, and all one has to do is to buy a plug and chew a bit off. Christmas Mails: Postmen. (From Illustrated Bits.) MAKING THE MOST OF His LUCK.-Shortun: Why are you in such a hurry to get home to- day? It's rather unusual for you, isn't it?"— Longun: "Well, yes, it is. But you see my wife's gone out to tea this afternoon." Footman (looking at the piano during family's absence): "But, I say, Mademoiselle Victorine, how do you manage to keep the keys so nice and white? "—Maid What about madame's lotion for the teeth? You don't suppose I let that waste, do you?" Elderleigh: There are two things a man never forgets."—De Young: What are they? —Elderleigh: "His first love affair and his first shave. Farmer: I understand there's a fine fat pig for sale here; can I see it? "—Boy (calling out): "Father, someone wants to see you!" Cook: "I should think you find this a great change from South Africa, Tommy? "-Atkins: Oh! I don't know, dear. I'm still well looked after by a good general.' Ella (referring to the play): It is certainly grand, isn't it? "-Bella (admiring the leading lady's costume): "It certainly is. I wonder if she had it made in Paris?" Daughter: "I think you are altogether too outspoken in your criticism of my husband's actions. "-Father: "Yes; it's not always wise to call a spade a spade."—Daughter: No; nor a rake a rake! Governess: Name the wisest man who ever lived."—Little Maud: Solomon."—Governess: Correct. Name the wisest woman."—Little Maud (after meditation): Well, if I say you, ma will get angry; and if I say ma, you will." (From Sketchy Bits.) THE REAL DRIVING FORCE-.—" It is love that makes the world go round, you know! "—" Per- haps; but it is money that keeps the axle greased!" WHEN THE TRAIN WAS DrE. Do you con er kissing dangerous, Cousin Jack?"— "I t certainly! See how often it brings on marriage! PJSOOF POSITIVE.—" How do you know she was at home, Tom? Did you see her?"—"No; but,she wouldn't see me! NOT ENGAGED.—Young Mother (in want of a nursemaid): Was the baby in your last place very fond of you? "-Applicant: "'E must 'aye been. mum—they said 'e cried hprful when I let* 'im! "—Young Mother: What made you leave him? "-Applicant: "Hi met a soldier friend in 'Ide Pawk, mum, an' lef' the bloomin' kid on a seat, an' clean forgot 'im! "I hear he owes much to his motbw I Yes; but he owes more to his tailort"
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C! .¡ -'¡"¡,;¿"" tviountam Ash ifottings. (By "Lucifer.") Heard over the 'Phone at Mountain Ash—Miss So-and-So: I say, how are you going to dress for the Tennis Dancer—Mr. Cheque'em: "How would you like me to go?"—Miss So-and-So: What fun, for you to go dressed as a girl! "Wouldn't they all go for you ? The comedian who sang about the thin partitions of his bedroom, that he could hear the man in the next room changing his mind, has been outflanked by a Mountain Ash Shop Assistant who want- ed to borrow a corkscrew to draw his last breath. j At the Mountain Ash Con t manoeuvres on ednesday Sir Marchant was fairly out-gener ailed by his co- officers, the captain and the lieutenant. The major was not in the field this time. Despotic and autocratic as the Stipendi- ary is credited with being, there was a strain of democracy in his statement at the Court last Wednesday, for lie said that licensing cases should be heard by a full Bench in future. This is as it should be, for in a multitude of counsel- lors there is, if not absolute safety, at- any rate a larger sphere for wisdom and a fairer field for justice. The Rev. T. T. Hughes, the "man of the moment" in Mountain Ash circles, is down on insurance men. Well, we are all aware that an honest policy is not the best policy for the insurance hunter or for the insurer, and that strict veracity is not an essential quality in an insurance canvasser. True, it is quite wrong to cheat even insurance < cu,- panics, but in many cases in which the agent or the policy-holder makes a false entry in filling a policy form, or other- wise tells or pens a terminological ;11- exactitude, the Company know it and wink at it. He that holds the sack is as bad as he who nils it, so the insurance companies are not so greatly wronged as Mr. Hughes thinks they are. The Mountain Ash R.C. School is safe once more. Not because the Education Bill is dead, but because the people who killed the Bill have also upset the West Riding Judgment. The Foundation Managers and the teachers may there- fore breathe freely once more; for the salaries of the latter will not be inter- fered with for the time taken up in de- nominational teaching. The Foundation Managers had it all their own way at the last meeting, for neither Councillor- Powell nor Councillor E. T. Williams was present. The recommendations sent in by Rev. Father Irvine, and Messrs. Murphy and Phelan were, however, ,10 adopted with unanimity. Some time ago the Mountain Ash Edu- cation Committee resolved to grant a half-holiday to the children of those schools whose attendance would average, for one month, 95 per cent. This has worked with beneficial results, for at the last- meeting no fewer than six schools had earned their reward, and were given an extra half-holiday to' the usual Xmas holidays. The head-teachers, who have the task of paying their staff at their respective schools, are to be insured by the Council. The total amount, paid in salaries, per annum, is something like = £ 20,000. It was once thought to enter this sum as the premium, but one member pointed out that they need not cover the head- teachers' salaries. Should anyone of them decamp with the cash, all the Council would want to recover would be the salaries of the teachers under him. He would be entitled to his own, and could do what he liked with it. Three Councillors took part in the wedding, which was celebrated at Naza- reth Baptist Chapel last Tuesday week. There was Councillor R. Parsons, who, as the bridegroom, was the most impor- tant personage present; then there were Councillors EL V. Tidman (the officiating minister), and J. Charles (the registrar). Councillor J. Powell ought to have been there as best man. A correspondent writes complaining of the prevalence of hard swea,ring in Mountain Ash courts. Some lie in wait, some lie in peace, Some lie on God's own Word, how rash! Some lie in oak with perfect ease, And others lie in mountain ash. It is rumoured freely that the Rev. T. T. Hugmes, who recently severed his con- nection with Ehos Baptist Church, con- templates establishing a kind of Baptist mission church, the distinctive feature of which will be that free communion will take the place of strict communion. It is said further that the reverend gentleman will be joined by the Revs. W. Cynog Williams, R. B. Jones, W. S. Jones, D. S. Jones and others who, al- though Baptists of the first water, are somewhat broad in their views, and whose sympathies are in the direction of free communion, and who are also in favour of giving greater latitude to the missionary agencies of the church. Of making many sects there is no end. To reward a man for loyalty to total abstinence by giving him a coin to ob- tain a pint of beer would be inconsist- ent, would it net? But I learn from the U Leader H that the Mountain Ash Edu- cation Committee have acted on the same principal by giving the children a holiday for regular attendance. If ab- senting one's self from school is wrong, then to reward one who eschews this wrong by allowing him to absent himself from school is surely a queer way of en- couraging regular attendance and dis- couraging absenteeism. Could net the rewards for good attendallce take some other form P o
61 Hot Lost but gone before.…
61 Hot Lost but gone before. H DEATH OF ME, T. BEES. On Monday, Dec. 3rd. after a long ill- ness and at the mature age of 72, our old friend Mr. Thomas Rees, Ynyslwvd- street, Aberdare, peacefully passed away. He was born and brought up at Llan- ddeusant, Carmarthenshire. He came to Aberdare when he was comparatively young, and remained here for the re- mainder of his life. He was a member of Bethania C.M. Church for a great number of years. Among those who mourn his departure are his sons, Mr. David R-ees, who resides at YnyslwyJ- street, and Mr. John Rees, who is now in South Africa, but we are told that he intends coming home next spring. When John will return it will be-a sore trial for him to see his father s place vacant. But it is consoling to learn that our dear departed ones are not really lost, but simply gone before. Mr. Rees was blessed with a long life, and we trust that death to him was a gain. On the following Thursday his mortal remains were in- terred at the Aberdare Cemetery, when the following ministers officiated:-the Eevs, J. Griffiths, Calvaria, and W. O. Powell, Bethania.—W.O.P. ■ ro:
Expired in the Pit.
Expired in the Pit. ABEECYNON MAN'S MYSTERIOUS DEATH. An inquest was held at Abercynon on Thursday by Mr. R J. Rhys on the body of Thomas Evans (17), Northern Villa, Abercynon, who died in the Dowiais-Cardiff Pit, Abercynon, on Sun- day last. Deceased was working alone. A boy shouted to John Griffiths, who was eight yards away, and when the latter went to Evans's assistance his onlv. re- mark was, "I've had a blow," and then lapsed into unconsciousness and died. There was no evidence of a fall of roof, and Dr. Griffiths, who had made a post- mortem examination, attributed death to the rupture of a blood vessel near the heart, which had been caused by a blow of some kind. The jury returned a verdict that Death was due to a rupture of a blood vessel caused by a blow, but there was no evidence to show how the blow was re- ceived."
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