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Wairarapa Times-Age, 16 May 1938, Page 4

“The two most agreeablest words in the langwidge,” remarked the bus driver as he started the old bus, “is ‘wot’s yours?’—when somebody else sez ’em to you. Yuss, I just been ’aving a quick one. And now for a smoke! — Wot? Don’t smoke? Well, I’m blowed! Injewrious? No fear! That’s a ‘fairy,’ that is, Mister! The poet sez there’s nuffin’ ’arf so sweet in life as luv’s young dream. But ’e’s wrong! The sweetest thing in life, bar none, is a smoke. I orta know! Been smoking for donkey’s years! You try it, mister! It’s never too late to learn. Start on Riverhead Gold; it makes luvly cigarettes, but smokes sweet in a pipe. Ditto Desert Gold. Later you kin sample Cavendish, or Navy Glut Plug No. 3 (Bulldog). Bosker! Arter that there’s my particular fancy, Cut Plug No. 10 (Bullshcad). Full strength. They can’t ’urt yer. They’re toasted. You learn, Mister, and when you’re puffing away all yer troubles you’ll call down, blessin’s on my ’ead. Won’t charge you niuffin fer the tip, but it’s worth money. So long!’’ ; 721

HEY! WHEN IN MARTINBOROUGH CALL AT THE “SPORTS" HOTEL. CHAS. O’CONNELL, MARTINBOROUGH HOTEL.