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Evening Star, Issue 18925, 27 April 1925, Page 10

A TYHSTE’S EXPERIENCE, INCIDENT IN WHOLESALE DRUGGIST'S. The manager of a well-known drug house in Wellington came in the other morning to discover his typiste suffering with n very bad cold. He told her to go to the warehouse and get, a bottle of cough mixture. Straightway she got a bottle of Baxcv’s Lung Preserver. By lunch time her cough had abated, and she was feeling much better. Asked her reason for selecting “ Baxter's,'’ she said: “That is the line, that wc mostly sell in this office. The turnover of Baxter's is pretty well equal (o nil the others put together. Yost cun usually safely follow the public.' 1 You. too, will wisely tackle that cough or cold by securing a bottle of Baxter's Lung Preserver, it is a rich, wanning, soothing compound that does you good from the first dose. Good lor children and adults alike. Besides being an excellent cough and cold preparation “Baxter's'’ possesses unique tonic properties that help to build you up. 2e 6d buys a generous-sized bottle from any chemist or store; or, bettor ft ill. get the family size at 4s 6d. But be sure you get •'Baxter’s*'! ITCHING PILES CURED. • TRIAL TREATMENT FREE. Mr W.S., Napier, writes: “Your Zamj Double Absorption Pile Cure has given me great relief. ] feel like a new man, and have told other sufferers of your wonderful treatment.” Try the Zaun Remedy at our expense. We will mail a generous trial treatment in plain wrapper if you mention this paper, and send ninepence in stamps for packing and postage. Address Zann Proprietary, Box 952, Wellington.—[Advt.]

A well-known goalkeeper was surprised onoday -when a stranger rushed up to him- and insisted upon shaking hands. Ho said there must bo a mistake. “You're Brown, aren’t you?” asked the stranger. “Yes," replied the goalkeeper. “ And in the last inatob, when Jones shot, yon tipped the ball over the bar into the crowd?” “Yes." “Then you must re month or me," said the stranger, triumphantly. “ I’m the chap that throw the ball back!” Of two friends staying at a small hotel where most keys tit most doors, one went off to bed, undressed, and turned in, mistaking his friend’s room for his own. Half an hour later the friend followed, saw his bed occupied, and returned to the coffee room. “ Did you see me go to my room just now?” he eaid to the night porter. “Yes, sir,” was the reply. "'Well, then, why didn’t you tell me I’d gone to bed already?” ho grunted.