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Evening Star, Issue 19784, 7 February 1928, Page 5

He had not been married long, and when he realised that money does not go so far now as it did a few years ago he determined to grow his own vegetables. He started to dig up the garden, and after half an hour’s hard work was astonished to find a half-crown at his feet. He dug with renewed ardor, and several more coins • rewarded his efforts. “Bless me, if this isn’t a money mine,” he said, digging away for all he was worth “I wonder what I’ll find next!” His arms_ ached and perspiration trickled down his iace. He could stand it no longer. Ho straightened Ip‘s back at last, and a glistening coin fell at his feet. In a moment he had grasped the truth. There was a hole in his trousers pocket. “ 1 guess Mr Smith must be used to living in apartments. mother.” “What makes you think so. son?” “ I heard him tell his wife this morning; that he was .flat broke.”