THOSE CHIT-CHATTING CHITS.

Golden Bay Argus, Volume XIII, Issue 52, 26 May 1910, Page 3

THOSE CHIT-CHATTING CHITS.

Old Ambleside, on a holiday at a hydro, was suddenly wakened from his postprandiil nap. on the verandah sofa by a shriek of laughter. Glancing drowsily over to the farther tide of the verandah, he descried a group of frivolous young chits in white and blue and pink, dithering and chattering, and ogling an! gigging. Old Ambleside said things surreptitiously. Then he turned over, greedy for more siesta. But just as he was dropping off again, another shriek of laughter rent the zephyrs. Then old Ambleside became sarcastic.

ladies, he called over sleepily, M will you be good enough to stop talking so loud ? 1 an trying to wa'*e up, an! your dulcet voices lull me to sleep again every time I get my eyes open."