Bridport, Beaminster, and Lyme Regis Telegram and Dorset, Somerset, and Devon Advertiser. — 1886-05-14 (Bridport, Dorset, England)

COUNCILLORS. —At a meeting of the West Derby (Liverpool) Local Board last night, Dr. Fitzpatrick took exception to the assessment of the sewage farm, and said that it should be appealed against.---Mr. Crosby remarked that Dr. Fitzpatrick was needlessly ociFeyja the time of the Board. Mr. Crosby Was _proceeding to remark the great respect he bore to r. Fitzpatrick, when the gentleman referred to rose and said he despised Mr. Crosby's respect. Mr. Lister said that he was unworthy of it.—Dr. Fitzpatrick retorted that he despised Mr. Lister also.—Mr. Lister: Nothing could be mere despicable than you, mfr.—Dr. Fitzpatrick: The vice-chairman (Mr. Lister) is sitting there grinning like a Cheshire cat.—Mr. Lister further described Dr. Fitzpatrick as a humbug, and as being incapable of knowing a gentleman when he saw one.— Mr. Crosby added that the doctot was a perfect nuisance. The Chairman ultimately obtained a hearing after a very noisy scene, and after Dr. Fitztrick had passed other strictures upon the minutes be sat down, and the proceedings referred to were confirmed.  A very sad case of suicide has occurred at Cribin, in South Wales, of a young gentleman named John Jones. He was formerly assistant-master at Llanybyther Grammar School, but was compelled to resign a fortnight ago on account of bad health. He then accepted a ministerial engagement at the Unitarian Chaplel, Cribin, but went away without notice. Two days afterwards he was discovered hanging from tree in a field near his home. Deceased was a young man of much promise, having taken scholarships at the Presbyterian College, Carmarthen, and at Aberystwith College. We live in strange times. Everything seems turned topsy-turvy. We have the London Liberal "dailies," which have in the past used oceans of printing ink in praising Mr. Gladstone, belabouring him every morning and evening in terms such as they have never applied to Lord Salisbury, and rarely even to the late Lbrd Beaconsfield. We have the Caucus turning its back on its creator. We have Tories soberly applauding Mr. Chamberlain. We have Mr. Bright amongst those who, according to the last manifesto, are upon Me side of Class. We have the Irish Loyalists declaring their contingent intention lof waging war upon the Queen out of sheer devotion to her Majesty, and above all we have the 'perplexing conundrum to solve—" Which is the Liberal party, and who are the Seceders ?" One is tempted to try to adapt the old Jacobite toast to the circumstances :  God bless the Whigs, our glorious leaders, God bless—no harm in blessing—the Seceders. But which Seceder is, and which is Whig, God bless us all, it's very hard to twig. The Queen is indeed emerging from her long eclipse of a quarter of a century. With almcst equal state and grandeur to that which accompanied the opening of the first "Great Exhibition" she has; presided over the i nangurat ion of the latest "Little" Exhibition, interesting for its name of" Indian and Colonial." Thirtyfive years have elapsed since Paxton's unique Palace of Glass was unveiled—more than a third of a century.. The French Empire has come and gone. Many revolutions have passed over Europe and its map has been almost remodelled. Germany and Italy have been called into existence as first class Powers and the Turkish Empire in Europe has almost become a vanishing quantity. But the Queen is still to the front, and able to preside with dignity at ceremonies like that of Tuesday last. In spite of all caution, the Greeks seem obstinately intent upon challenging Turkey and defying the Great Powers. These people of a petty little State, and quite a minor nationality, talk about their national susceptibilities, prestige, and honour, as if such things were to be upheld in face of over! wering circumstances; and overwhelming force. There is no honour in attacking what we cannot hope to defeat, and no dishonour in submitting to the Irresistible. If Greece had been threatened and assailed from without, one could admire her resistance to the bitter end. But no exterior party has Interfere I with her, and no peril has menaced her. She has simply " • of what she thanes to  }e *UI  !