He was a diminutive sergeant, and. the quartermaster at the territorial camp at the racecourse was visiting the mess during a meal hour Gars the "Mataura Ensign”). He glouced at a plate .in front of (he small one. and was surmised to find there eight largo sausages. “Surelv.” he said, “you’re not going to eat all those?" With a matter-of-fact look the sergeant replied, ‘ Too right T am.” A comrade on the other code of the table knocked out tho ouartermaster when he chipped into the conversation with the remark. "That’s nothing, rmartermaster. I had 13 yesterday!” The quartermaster fled, doubtless wondering wlmt would happen if all the appetites in camp were equal (o this. For Children’s Backing Congh, Woods’ Great Peppermint Cute.—
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Dominion, Volume 21, Issue 115, 13 February 1928, Page 3
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123Page 3 Advertisements Column 7 Dominion, Volume 21, Issue 115, 13 February 1928, Page 3
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