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Wairarapa Times-Age, 7 June 1938, Page 9

‘My birthday to-day,” lie said with a broad grin, as he blew in, ‘‘and a few of the lads are coming along tonight to celebrate! Whoopee! Yes, I’ve got everything ready! The fatted calf will be there, the drinks are ordered, and all I want now is a bit of ’baccy. Something extra, special. Get me? Say half a pound. We’re all pipe smokers.” ‘‘O.K.,” said the tobacconist, as he weighed up the weed, ‘‘if you and your cobbers don’t like this call me a Dutchman.” Next week the festive one popped in again with, ‘‘Say! Don’t know what that baccy was you handed out the other day, but all the lads wanted to know the brand, and I couldn’t say—didn’t know myself.” The tobacconist smiled. ‘‘Cut Plug No. 10 (Bullshead),” he said. ‘‘Knew you’d like it. Everybody docs. It’s toasted, same as Navy Cut N0..3 (■Bulldog), Cavendish, Riverhead Gold and Desert Gold. They’re all best sellers! Talk about bouquet! Can you beat it? I ask you?” ‘‘You’ve said it, boss! Let’s have another half-pound! That’s baccy, that is! ” 723