PAPERS FOR SOLDIERS

Dominion, Volume 10, Issue 2890, 30 September 1916, Page 18

PAPERS FOR SOLDIERS

While the New Zealand War Contingent _ Association, England, is full of activity in assisting our men in every possible direction, among • other things supplying under' most advantageous arrangements the English newspapers to our' soldiers abroad and elsewhere, it has been pointed out tliat there is one urgent want which cannot bo supplied by the association in quantity, namely, the New Zealand newspapers. Keeping in mind the thousands at the front, -as well as the thousands' in England, it will bo readily recognised, - says the local association, that a big New Zealand news supply .is desirable if not essential, and though people in New Zealand forward many- papers to their friends and others, moro are asked for —those most appreciated are the weekly illustrated papers and the Saturday issues of those dailies publislW in the chief New Zealand towns. These can be forwarded regularly cither to Mr. Douglas Jl'Lean," care of Roval Colonial Institute, Northumberland Avenue, Tiondon. or to Mr. W. H. GutlineSmitli, lona, 272 Trinity .Road. Wandsworth Common, London, S.W.; or to Mr. A. C. Bennett, Hosnital do I'Alliance. Yvetot. France.' They would all bo distributed among the soldiers. It might be well to remind tho public that the postage is Id. per newspaper. The small boy stood in front of the dazzling liglit of the cheap theatre with a yellow dog nnder his arm. Evidently he wanted to. get. in, and the sight of a weil-dressed and apparently prosperous man on the steps gave him an idea. "Are you the manager oftho show?" asked the boy. It turned out that he liad guessed correctly, and the lad continued"l want to see the show, but I 'haven't got the money. I'll tolj you what I'll do. I'll give you this dog if you'll let me in;" Tho 'manager's licart molted.' He remembered that he too had been a boy. "You may go in," he said; "but never mind about giving me tho dog. Take the dog along with you." The lad went in, with the yellow dog under his coat. After the performance the manager was still standing in front, and Happened to see tho urchin come out. "Well, sonny," ho remarked, "how did you liko the show?" "Oh, pretty weJl," he said, "but I'm glad I didn't have to give you tho dog."