HBH 1890 July 4 Local three Page Two SCENE At Hastings Street Napier. Mr BARKER, politician, meets Mr GROWLITT, professor of odds and ends, the latter being unacquainted with the former. Says BARKER, "I presume your name's GROWLITT, how de do?" Growlitt, taken aback slightly, says "And pray who are you?" "My name is Barker." "Ah," retorts Growlitt, in a tone as if what he had heard solved a lot of questions, "My name is Growlitt." Barker says, smilingly, "They say that we are two cranks, and just like each other." Growlitt, stepping back and regarding Barker with assumed astonishment. "You like me!" and a pause, after which Growlitt, who succeeds in recollecting the bit of MILTON he has been cudgelling for, tragically says, "Aye, equal to me thou art in fate, but not in renows." "Exactly," says Barker, "but our nonsense in equal to their sense." "Don't say our" says Growlitt, "the pronoun is misplaced." Barker just managed to gasp out "Good day" as Growlitt stalked off.