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Evening Post, Volume CVII, Issue 128, 4 June 1929, Page 4

STEAK DED 'IN POET SAID. Ho was a long, long way from homo -was Mr. G. <j.. Bead. Thousands of miles from dear old New Zealand—a I thousand miles"from London;. To make matters worse his stock of his favourite i tobacco : was gone. Ijif^seenied blue inaeod, whdn—Eureki!-ifrom the hold of a dory a Suez/boatman offered, a humidor | tin«of Edgewprth ;. v. ana the sun broko through the clouds. You-might think that a man stranded in Port Said would j welcome any kind of tobacco. But not sol Thore's,a flavour about Edgeworth that once in the pipe is thero to stay— ; a quality pipe-smokers all over the-:world jnsist off having—and jione other—Advt* ■ ' ■'' - ' ■'"" ' ' '• Woods' Great Peppermint Cure, first «id tor coughs, colda. influenza.—Advt.