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Hokitika Guardian, 11 October 1927, Page 4

Scene: Smoker of city tramcar. Stern-faced, anti-tobac-coite, addressing stranger opposite, puffing a huge pipe with evident enjoyment.

“Do you know my friend, there’s enough poison in that pipe of yours to kill a field-mouse or 3" blue-bottle flies ” The smoker: “That so? Well if ever I see a field-mouse smoking a pipe ['ll tell the cat.’’ Joking apart, there’s a lot of nonsense talked and written about smoking. So long as the tobacco is pure and as free from nicotine as possible it can’t do much harm. Hut there’s the rub. Those imported tobaccos just reek with nicotine. That’s why their habitual use is so injurious. Our own New Zealand tobaccos, on the ether hand, are almost free, from nicotine so that you can indulge in them to your heart’s content with perfect safety. Also owing to the toasting of the leaf, their flavour is simply delicious and their fragrance- delightful. Purer or choicer brands money cannot buy. Ask for “Riverhead Gold” mild. “Navy Cut” (Bulldog) medium. or “Cut Plug No. 10’’ (Bullshead) full.--Advt.