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Greymouth Evening Star, 11 December 1940, Page 12

They were talking tobacco in a certain saloon bar up town the other night. Quite a pow-wow! Said the little chap in teh black velveteen coat, “I went without a smoke for six weeks once—doctor’s orders. It was the longest six weeks in my life.’ ‘Bah, that’s nothing,” remarked the old salt, beginning to fill his pipe, “I went without a smoke for six blooming months once—wrecked and cast away on a desert island. We didn’t arf make up for lost time when we got back to Noo Zealand! Bought a big tin of Cut Plug No. 10 between the lot of us and I fancied it so much I ben smoking same brand ever since!” “How many toasted brands are there, by the way?”, asked the man with the tweed cap. “There’s I five,” said the ancient mariner, “I know ’em all—Cut Plug No. 10 (Bullshead), Navy Cut No. 3 (Bulldog), Cavendish, Riverhead Gold and Desert Gold, and wot’s more, take ’em by and large, better bacca aint grown nor made.” Carried unanimously.—Advt.