There is a happy couple residing at the upper end of the town of Wanganui, who are (says the Chronicle) the cause of some diver sion to the neighborhood. This pair spend life in a variety of ways, one week seeing them billing and 'cooing like turtle doves-, and the next separated and fighting like bantum roosters. Between them they own two resi dences, situated next door to one another. When they are friendly they occupy one to gether, but when their interests are divided they each take a separate establishment. Iu the latter case the lady of the pair clears out from her beloved lord and master, with all her goods and chattels, and takes possession of the other house. These partings are very affect ing—to the onlookers—and provoke a depth of feeling on either side which “ must be seen to be believed.” Sunday last saw one of the happy affairs, and it is said to have been very enjoyable. As “ she ” tried to remove each article she claimed from the bouse, “ be,” with & strong effort, endeavored to assert his position and disputed the proprietory, a series of drawn fights The most interest ing of these is said to have been over a black kettle. Each had hold of “ auckie ” by one end, and pulled with might and main to get possession of , it, the proceedings being inter spersed with some delightful interjections. Which was the eventual victor it is hard to say, as a son of the two, who bad previously bowed low at the shrine of Bacchus, occasion ally interfered, and upset the balance of par ties, and bis own equilibrium at the same time. Eventually everything was removed. The reunion of the happy pair is looked for* ward to with some interest by the neighbors.
