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New Zealand Times, Volume XLIV, Issue 10297, 4 June 1919, Page 10

For Children's Hacking Cough. Woods' Great Peppermint Cure. Seamen the world over entertain the 'belief that re-named ship are unlucky. A man in a certain Irish regiment had lost an arm. and was found a Job a■toindiiiz a level crosaine on a__ railway. One of the-officials -explained his duties 'fco him. and showed him tho diflerent llaes, and the way they wcio used. "You'll wavo this srecn flag/ he said, "if cverythius 'is all right, but it a train U coming along, and,-you ■ tninjc there is anv danaer ahead, you wave ■fhis red flaK." Pot interrupted hurriedly! "No. that'll never do." he declared, Uhakine his head. "I'd never trust meuelf to remember to wave a red Hag whin there was a srreen one handy." ' BEE : OINTMENT not only heals cub. (burns, sores an.i skin eruptions, but also iieip3 form new skin. Healing, soothing, antiseptic. l/C buys a large, tin. ■,.* She bounced into tho room where her aponse sat waiting for his evening meal, and with arms akimbo fixed him with a I'erocious scowl, under which he squirmed i'oi some time. "What is it, Biddy, dear.''" he stammered eventually. "What did ye do wid the other wan ye married, ye miserable looking rat?" she demanded. "Biddy, darlint." he quiveringly answerV>fl "s'hure, you're the only wan Oi ever married,." "Vc murtlierin' thnfe!" screamed tho termagant, as she thrust a book undor his nose. "There's your Boible Oi fonn<i hid in yer press to-day, nn' there's yer haudwritin' in it—'MarTied inno Domini, 1915.'" War, under present conditions, is a great social leveller. The son of a well-to-do family had recentlv entered the service as a private, and Was spending his Christmas leave at home. Bis mother, returning from a-walk with him, espied a figure in the kitchen with, the housemaid. "Clarence." she said to liei son. "Mary's got someone in the kitchen Sho knows perfectly well that I don f allow followsrs. I wish you d go and toll the man to leave the house at once.. Clarence duly departed to the Kitchen, but ho returned somewhat hastily a few seconds later. "Sorry, mother, he said. "but I can't turn him out. Cn . n ,. turn him out? W*hv. on earth not? "Ho'.s mv sergeant!" ; BNIFF UP. GARQLE O* SWALLOW