A Psalm for 1931 ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ Tim: Hail, smiling morn! Ru: Tell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream, That the soul is dead that t slumbers, and— , Tim: True, brother, true: for he who slumbers in 1931 is going to be left at the post, . . Tim: Two pints then, please. For after these beakers of neotar, mournful numbers vanish Into the dim dead past—pessimism and worry are converted into the staunch, solid optimism characteristic of our race ('scuse the verbosity). Ru: And now, in conclusion, ladies and gentlemen, let us remind you of how you can make your lives sublime in 1931. A few pence a day spent on Timaru means optimism, courage, and success. Bottled In Auokland by John Reid & Co. Ltd., Anzac Ave.
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Auckland Star, Volume LXII, Issue 18, 22 January 1931, Page 17
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128Page 17 Advertisements Column 1 Auckland Star, Volume LXII, Issue 18, 22 January 1931, Page 17
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