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Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 27, 23 April 1927, Page 22 (Supplement)

Well Worth It.—There was a loud explosion and the car sagged a little sideways. “A burst,” growled the motorist to his wife and children; and the family climbed out and watched father begin to change the wheel. “I don’t see why you have to make all that fuss and bother, George,” remarked his wife. ‘Neither do I see why you should use such language. You never could see good in anything.” “I can’t see any in this!” “Well, it tickled baby so. He actually laughed when it went bang.” * * * The Awakening. —She was stout—in fact, she was fat. Tactful shop-assist-ants were always very careful not to inform her of the correct size of articles of clothing she bought, and shoe-fitters had been known to stick stamp-paper over the size numbers of her shoes. But all this deception was brought to a sudden close one day when she sent a little white frock, which she imagined made her look slimmer than anything she possessed, to the laundry. A few days after its despatch, it was returned with the following note attached: “Dear Madam, —Wc regret that we cannot undertake the cleansing of the enclosed bell-tent.