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Manawatu Herald, Volume XXIX, Issue 3769, 20 August 1907, Page 3

The Borough Council warn residents against depositing tins, etc., in sanitary pans. See advt. For Bronchial Coughs take Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure. Is 6d. and 3 s fid. For continuation of Reading Matter see page 4.

FOXTON BOROUGH COUNCIL. NIGHTSOIL REMOVAL,. Householders are herehy warned against depositing tins, cans, bottles, or rubbish of any kind, in nightsoil pans, as anyone so doing will be prosecuted. Notice is also given that the removal from private houses is once a fortnight only, and Hotels and Boarding-houses weekly. If occupants find one can insufficient, they must provide a spare one. ALF. FRASER, Town Clerk.

LL SAINTS’ LADIES' GUILD. ANNUAL TEA AND CONCERT. WEDNESDAY. AUGUST 28, 1907, In the Public Hall. Tea on Tallies at 6.30. Concert at 8 p.m. pUBLIC HALL, POXTON. THURSDAY. AUGUST 22, 1907. PERRY’S BIORAMA Presents New Pictures, New Songs, New Artists. The finest in the world. WEBB v. TOWNS, showing a lengthy picture of the nice from start to finish. A faith Eul representation of the Champion Swimmer of the world, Miss Annette Kellerma.nn, Bertie’s Love Letter, His First Cigar, A Tour Through Ireland, The Wrong Chamber, The New Errand Boy, Naval Engagement. The Brady Sisters, charming soloists andduetests. Marvellous Rextons, Australia's champion jugglers. Popular prices, 3s, 2s and Is. B. Ha/.ell, Touring Manager. THE SOLDIER’S FAREWELL. An Incident of the Maori War. A soldier from onr gallant ranks lay dying in his tent, comrades standing by could " see his life was nearly spent. Thej r listened with an anxious ear to hear what he might say ; They knew full well he would not live till dawned another day. “ Oh comrades,” said the dying man, “one last fond wish I crave, Do take me down to Littlejohn’s to get a decent shave. In days gone by he cut my hair, made me look spruce and clean; And many a time in Littlejohn’s some splendid work live seen. My father, who died long ago, far in a northern land,' Had youth and beauty in hislooks when shaved by Littlejohn’s hand. And mother dear —ah friends, she was the kindest of mammas — Would often say she loved the smell of Littlejohn’s cigars. She gave us good advice — as only mothers can — And told us when we learnt to smoke that Littlejohn was the man Who sold the best tobacco, and did a roaring trade, And put the other shops in town completely in the shade. Tell her I did my duty well, and if her fond heart frets, Tell her I smoked ray farewell smokewith Littlejohn’s cigarettes. She’ll know that I obeyed her then, it will her fond heart cheer ; But give my love to Littlejohn, I cannot linger here. I’m dying! Yes, I’m dying!” gasped the gallant hero, when He gently sighed and breathed his last amidst the bravest men. Arid when he reached the pearly gates, St. Peter took his hand, And bid him ’mongst the angels to take a foremost stand. Good old St. Patrick welcomed him and hoped he’d always stop, For well he knew that hero brought some weed from LITTLEJOHN’S SHOP, Main Street, Foxton.