BERTHA M. CLAY

Horowhenua Chronicle, 15 January 1915, Page 2

BERTHA M. CLAY

j (By Walt. Mason.) Poor Bertha's gone to glory, she died a month ago; 110 more she'll write the story of heartache, love and woe. the stoiT sweet and tender of maids and u'eilding rings; for now, in realms of splendour she's trying out her wings. I thought she was a maiden with o'd■style corkscrew curls, with Tjeads and oar-rings laden, like other ancient girls; but now the truth is printed since Bertha home was called); her nose was crimson tinted, and she "was slightly bald! Upon her face and "body high life had left its scars, for Bertha liked her toddy, and Bertha sirioked cigars! On earth no human gazer beheld her in a gown, she used a safety razor to keep her whiskers down. With other mild carousers she liked a quiet game, and Bertha's chums wore trousers,, and Bertha did the same. The novelist of promise pursued deceitful plan; her given name was Thomas—and Bertha was a man! With this tact as a starter we will not show surprise on learning that Nick Garter is jrrandma w di* gulw.