A Russian was being led off to execution by a squad of Bolshevik soldiers on a rainy morning. “What brutes you Bolsheviks are,’’ grumbled the doomed one, “to march me through rain like this!” “How about us?” retorted one of the squad. “W? have to march back.” Two English tourists and a Scot were fellow-passengers on a train going north. As the train drew up at a station one of the tourists popped his h:r.d out of the window and, drawing a deep brentlAof fresh air, turned to his companion and exc'aimed: <f lsn’T. this salubrious?” _ © “It’s exhilarating,” replied his friend. “Na, na,” chimed in tlm Scot; ‘‘ve’ie haith wrang; its Bnnncckburn.” Customer: “Can von tell me what I can do to avoid falling hn’r?” Manicurist : “Jump out of the way.’ “Has your wife any accomplishments?” . , ~ “Yes, she hesitates in her speech.
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Hawera Star, Volume XLV, 16 January 1926, Page 18
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142Page 18 Advertisements Column 1 Hawera Star, Volume XLV, 16 January 1926, Page 18
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