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Greymouth Evening Star, 26 February 1937, Page 11

When a suburban train left Auckland the other morning it chanced that there were only two passengers in the smoking compartment, a vine-gary-faced middle-aged woman and a man smoking his pipe. “Hope you don’t object to smoking, mad’ame?” politely inquired the man. “Yes, I do!” snappad vinegar-face. “No gentleman would smoke in the presence of a lady.’ I shall complain to the guard!” When the guard came along the “lydy” complained bitterly. The guard sized her up. “It’s a smoking carriage,” he said, “You’d better shift.” Furiously angry she went, threatening to “report” the guard for insolence. When she’d gone that functionary remarked: “Takes all sorts to make a world —and some of ’em never would be missed! Say that baccy you’re smoking smells good: what is it?” “Cut Plug No. 10 (Bullshead), and it is good, so are the other toasted brands. Navy Cut No. 3 (Bulldog), Cavendish, Riverhead Gold, and Desert Gold. No one can reasonably object to an>' of ’em.” “That’s right, I reckon,” said the guard, "where d’ye buy ’em?” “Ah, at any tobacconist’s.’’ —Advt.