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Greymouth Evening Star, 18 July 1939, Page 8

Two convivial fishermen rowqd energetically towards the far shore of the lake. “Are the . whisky and cigars aboard?” asked one. “Yes,” replied the other. “The lunch?” “You bet.” “The hooks and lines?” Search revealed that the tackle had been left behind. “Well,” said the first speaker, after duo reflection, “well just have to get along as best we can.” “Mummy,” said little Alice, “may I have another piece of sugar?” “But you’ve had three nieces already,” pointed out her mother. “Just one more, mummy,” pleaded the small child. “All right, then. But this must be the last.” "Thank you, mummy—but I must say you’ve got no will-power.” I bought an engagement ring here three days ago,” said a young man to the jeweller, “and I want to change, it.” “Yes—what for?” ‘A revolver and one bullet, please.”