THE USEFUL HAIRPIN.

Rangitikei Advocate and Manawatu Argus, Volume XXXI, Issue 8711, 10 January 1907, Page 1

THE USEFUL HAIRPIN.

He had been away on a long journey and upon his return his wife was detailing to him a number of reforms and improvements which she had successfully engineered during his absence, “ And you know,” she said, “ the drawer that was locked for over a month, and which you said couldn’t be opened except by a blacksmith ? Well," triumphantly, “ I opened it.” “ Well, well! How in the world did you do it ?” With a hairpin, And the oven door,” she continued, “ has been slipping around on one hinge for ever so long, just because you were too lazy to fix it, but it’s all right now.” “ Well, I’m glad you had it fixed.” “ Had it fixed ! I fixed it myself with a hairpin. And then that crayon portrait of mother that stood in the corner for almost six solid weeks because you never would bring me any picture hooks—l got it up with a hook I made myself—out of a hairpin.” “ Ye gods !” he said, “ And there’s Willie, You’ve been coaxing him and bribing him for over a year, trying to break him of biting his nails, and I broke him in a week.” “ With a hairpin ?” he inquired meekly. “No !” she snapped. “ Don’t be a goose. With a hairbrush.