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Lake Wakatip Mail, Issue 3614, 18 November 1924, Page 2

His most vigorous turning of the starting handle having no result, the taxi cab driver stood looking rather puzzled. A cabby strolled across to him and proffered his whip. “’Er yer are, mate, ’it ’im with this,” he remarked. Mrs White: “Don’t you know Mrs hirey ? Sho lives in your square.” Mrs Black: “ Yes j but she’s not in my circle.”-