A FORTUNATE ESCAPE. A man was crossing the street when a motor clashed round the corner, the left mudguard knocking him t« the ground. Almost instantly a. crowd round to see a very dishevelled individual crawl from beneath the car. ‘‘Are you all right?” said a constable, ’pushing his way forward. “I don’t know yet,” replied the, man as he picked his tobacco pouch from the ground. “Yes, everything is all right. „ I thought I had spilled my Bears’.” He valued his smoke rather highly. .Little wonder when one considers how delicious Bears ’ really is. Ordy Sd an ounce, loose. —l7
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Hawera Star, Volume XLVI, 25 May 1927, Page 2
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