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Wairarapa Times-Age, 21 June 1938, Page 5

“What's up, Bill?” asked the “fare” of his old pal, the bus driver. “You look as if you’d pawned your luck and lost the ticket!” ‘‘Ain’t ’ad a. smoke for a blanky week, George,” said the bus driver, gloomily, ‘‘an’ doin’ wifout me pipe don’t suit me eonstitooshun. The missus, she scz, spending money on ’baeea is just chucking it. away. She don’t smoke ’erself. That’s why.” ‘‘’Ave a smoke along o’ me,” suggested George genially, producing a tin. The bus driver’s eyes glistened. “My word!” he said, “me fav’rile brand! Cut Plug No. 10. Can’t resist that, George! ” He tilled up, lit up, and in ten minutes was a different man. “Ah!” he said at last, “I chucked me Cut Plug No. 10 to please the missus. Now I’m taking it on again to please meself—and this time it’s for keeps!” Absence makes the heart grow fonder, so does abstinence, sometimes, especially if it’s abstinence from “toasted”—whether you smoke Cut Plug No. 10 (Bullshead), Cavendish. Navy Cut No. 3 (Bulldog), Riverhead Gold or Desert Gold. 713