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King Country Chronicle, Volume XXVII, Issue 4459, 19 October 1933, Page 7

The story goes that in the early days of smoking in England a citizen of “credit and renown” (like John Gilpin) was quietly enjoying his pipe (and incidentally emitting clouds of smoke from'mouth and nostrils—when his serving man, who had never seen anyone smoking before, came along, and jumping to the conclusion that his master was on fire, rushed to the well, and drew a bucket of water with which he drenched the unfortunate smoker in order to “put him out.” One laughs over that old story, but people there are, to this day, who throw cold water on tobacco-smoke, and refuse to believe in the face of the clearest evidence that tobacco is harmless provided it is good and as free as may be from nicotine. Our New Zealand tobacco, for instance, cannot do anybody any harm. It is toasted, and the toasting kills the nicotine in it, besides giving it its famous flavour and fragrance. There are but four brands of the genuine toasted: Navy Cut No. 3 (Bulldog), Cavendish, Riverhead Gold, and Cut Plug No. 10 (Bullshead). (329)