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A farmer stood watching the golfing novice trying to hit the ball. Earth was flung in all directions and the would-be golfer's face was crimson. "My word!" he blurted, turning to the farmer, "the worms will think there's an earthquake." "I dont know," replied the farmer, a twinkle in his eye. "The worms are crafty little beggars round these parts. I guess most of 'em are hiding under the ball for safety."

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King Country Chronicle, Volume XXXIII, Issue 4808, 10 July 1939, Page 7

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Page 7 Advertisements Column 2 King Country Chronicle, Volume XXXIII, Issue 4808, 10 July 1939, Page 7

Page 7 Advertisements Column 2 King Country Chronicle, Volume XXXIII, Issue 4808, 10 July 1939, Page 7