Heavy Ones Jones came back from his holiday proud of his bulging muscles. “Look at these arms,” he said. They were certainly in good condition. His colleagues put it down to rowing, but Jones withered them with scorn. “Rowing be blowed !” he snorted. “I got them pulling up fish.” * * * * The Work Goes On “I wish you would come home, hubby ; I think the baby has swallowed my pencil.” “I’ll be right over, dear. In the meantime what are you doing ?” “Using my fountain pen.”
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Northland Age, Volume 6, Issue 33, 7 May 1937, Page 9
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84Page 9 Advertisements Column 1 Northland Age, Volume 6, Issue 33, 7 May 1937, Page 9
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