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SHIRT TALE . . . PREFACE: We’ll tell a Doleful Tragedy in Verse In three acts. It isn’t Fiction that we now rehearse, It’s FACTS! It’s QUITE as bad as Edgar Allen Poe, or WUSS (Pardon!) And must be taken Dignified and Slo-o-ow, Like thus: — ACT I. There was a HORSE. WHAT a horse! Within a darkened stall he stood As greedily he munched his food. A racy, pacy kind of horse, The type to win on any course. And ere the setting of a sun s That horsey had a race to run. (Chorus from wings: HOORAY! ATTABABY!) ACT 11. There was a MAN — A cold-eyed, gambling sort of bloke. Who had the dope about that moke. “You bet your shirt,” the owner said, “He'll win it standing on his head.” He bet his shirt—he bet his sox— He took the children's money box. He was so sure that horse would win, He bet and bet like anythin (Oops! Sorry!) (Chorus again: AH-H-H! WHAT A MAN!) ACT 111. It was a MOAN! A Beastly, Gurgly sort of GROAN— A Horrid, Deathly kind of note That struggled from the Gambler’s throat. That horse had ambled down the straight And passed the post —just seconds late. Not last, but (how the Punter CURSED!) He obviously wasn’t first. MORAL: Fate often deals us out such knocks, It’s then that betting hurts — SO—DON’T BET BULLICK-BLACKMORE SOX NOR BULLICK-BLACKMORE SHIRTS! We have a really outstanding selection of both Coat and Neglige Shirts. Don't take any chances with them —come on in and see them for yourself—SOON! B U L LICIC ra “ m BLACKMORE LIMI T E D TEMPORARY ADDRESS: Opposite Hugo & Shearer’s, Queen Street - - Masterton rm ■x" \ I fiW SVSRVME fff WE \. FAMILY, BUT ! F/UB WfJ' /, X. CMTIU FWTE UF ■I if ii j When Father comes home tired, a * bath with the foamy lather of Knight’s Castile puts him on top of the world again! It coaxes the tiredness away . . . refreshes extra well. (J x 2 And my daughter and I love the !i I delicate lavender fragrance. It’s the. ideal complexion soap because it’s so mild. VI Knight’s Castile is certainly the soap for i everyone in my family. gjilLx Knight’s JwjAf Castile (’ * THE SOAP V/ITH THE LAVENDER FRAGRANCE , MADE IN N.Z. ' J.22.26Z.'

TO THE GIRL, WITH AMBITION! Enrol Now at the HOLLYWOOD SCHOOL OF DRESSMAKING. 69 QUEEN STREET (next Hugo’s). (Miss F. A. Loveday, Principal.)

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Wairarapa Times-Age, 28 August 1942, Page 5

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Page 5 Advertisements Column 5 Wairarapa Times-Age, 28 August 1942, Page 5

Page 5 Advertisements Column 5 Wairarapa Times-Age, 28 August 1942, Page 5

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