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Evening Post, Volume XCVI, Issue 41, 16 August 1918, Page 5

i A MEETING AND A MEMORY. "It was a beast of a day, extremely cold, and the snow was driving in a hurricane wind, when a captain, seeing some likely signs of shelter, called at our shanty, and asked to stay awhile until he could get a lorry for . Naturally we were only too pleased to shelter him, and made him as comfortable as possible under the circumstances. After he had thawed, the following conversation was carried on: — "I suppose you are a fully qualified chartered accountant, and everyone else in your unit?" "No, only our officers. "What, then, were you before the war?" "Commercial clerk." "Where? 11 "Cadbury." "Were you, reaJly? At Bournville? Ah, 1 rernetiiW Bournville. Spent the happiest day I ever remember there." "Really? 1 "Yes, I went with the British -Association. I can see the children dancing round thfc maypole now —the play in those lovely grounds. Oh, it was tophole " "Of course, I told him that I helped to entertain them, and for a quarter of an hour spent a very happy time—not in France—but Bournville, and it was surprising what a lot he had remembered after some eigla yearo, recalling even the box of chocolate that he took home. The lorry arrived, and he was noon white with snow, and I wondered if his spirit was still at Bournville in the sunshine." Bournville .supplies are strictly rationed,. Britain's necessities and consequent' prohibition of export of foodstuffs alone prevent Bournville Cocoa and Cadbury's Chocolate from reaching New Zealand at present.—Advt.