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Northern Advocate, 5 December 1935, Page 3

“You don’t ’arf enjoy yer pipe do yer?” said the bus driver with a grin to the 'chap alongside. The “fare” smiled. “You can gamble on that,” he said, “and you’ll win.” “Smoke a lot, don’tcher?” queried the bus driver. “Oh, about half-a-pound a week.” “Lumme,” said the driver, “if I smoked that much I reckon I’d soon be where they don’t smoke. Three ounces does me.” “It’s not so much the quantity as the quality that matters,” said the “fare.” “I smoke toasted myself—Cut Plug No. 10 (Bullshead), and you can smoke toasted all you want. It can’t hurt you. The toasting cleans up the nicotine. Oh yes, there’s several brands. There’s five: Cut Plug No. 10 (Bullshead), Navy Cut No. 3 (Bulldog), Cavendish, Riverhead Gold, and Desert Gold. The two last make the best cigarettes you ever smoked.” “I’ve often heard tell of this here toasted,” said the driver, “and blow me if I don’t git some. T want a change, anyhow.” “You’ll never change again, once you’ve tried toasted,” said the “fare” as he got down. N4|