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Manawatu Herald, Volume XXXVI, Issue 1217, 7 March 1914, Page 4

THE EMPIRE AGENCIES. PALMERSTON NORTH. Telephone No. 709. P.O. Box 266. NEW ZEALAND Agents for the popular “Catspaw” Rubber Heels. Tread-Air Heel Cushions. Foster Combination Arch Support and Tread-Air Heel Cushion. ASK YOUR BOOTMAKER FOR THEM. Some bootmakers will offer you other brands, which they say are “just as good.” Don’t believe them. We are also agents for the NO BATTERY ELECTRIC BELL. Most useful shop and door bell ever invented. Cannot get out of order. The LIQUID SOAP DISPENSERS and LIQUID SOAP. “EVER-READY” Clothes Line. The indoor clothes line. The SIMMONS FOLDING CHAIR. The “VICTOR” Copper Hot Water Bottle. Perfectly leak proof. “FITZALL” Wrenches. The Wonderful “MIRROSCOPE.” Gas, acetylene or electricity. The greatest means of amusement, education and entertainment. Inspection or correspondence Invited. Telephone No. 709- P-O- Box 266.

. Van Nouten’s Coe® a VMtnOlGtßj irv. So ftuch in Such a illtte Space STRENGTH, PURITV DiGESTIBILiTY AND DELICIOUS , FLAVOUR BEST & GOES FARTHEST, SINCE YOU ASK for my opinion, there’s no tea in the Dominion tastier, wholesomer or purer than the peerless Suratura. Take this precious tip from mo.”—B. Kerdoodle Blobbs, M.D. THEY SCATTERED much salt on the tail of the shark ; but he wouldn’t be caught—not he ! But he came like a flash (than this fact there’s none surer) when they baited the net with some good Suratura. AY ANKEE who travelled with eggs got cramp in full half of his legs. But he tried Suratura, that sovereign curcr, and now he skips gaily, i’ fegs ! rpHERE’S MANY A MAN chews hominy who’s bowed with bitter grief ’cause be can’t get his Suratura Tea. FTTHERE WAS a coy damsel named J- Hocking, who sold her last frock, her last stocking, in order to get Suratura. Sweet pet! Had she got common tea, 't had been shocking. BEHOLD the Emperor of Rome! He couldn’t well be poorer. He’s born alas! the luckless loon!—full twenty centuries too soon—He has no Suratura! pHE GOLLYWOG sighed ’neath the *- peering moon, a piteous sight to ee. He sighed for the love of a goat, oor loon, and grief and despair might ave killed him soon, but he drank iuratura Tea : then he scoffed at his riefs, did he 11a

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