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Northland Age, Volume 26, Issue 49, 27 April 1927, Page 5

Thousands upon thousands of tons of tobacco ate needed every year to keep the world’s pipe alight. America is a large producer, but other countries contribute—including New Zealand where the tobacco industry promises to become of national importance, Already it finds employment for a rapidly increasing body of workers, while it is of material assistance to men on the land who have discovered that tobacco culture is well worth while. The New Zealand grown tobacco now on the market is of splendid qualitysweet, pure and fragrant. When smoking proves injurious this is due to the presence in the leaf of an excess of nicotine. The imported brands arc full of this poison. The New Zealand brands are comparatively free from it, so that they can be smoked with perfect impunity. That's why the doctors approve of them. Once you acquire a taste for these tobaccos no others will satisfy you. They are in various strengths, "Riverhead Gold’’ mild, “Navy Cut" (Bulldog) medium, and "Cut Plug No io” (Bullshead) is flavoured. Any tobacconist will supply you.*

The branch of the Womens Christian Temperance Union is circularising hospital boards with a view to securing a six days week for hospital staffs. A circular to this effect eame before the Mangonui Hospital Board yesterday and contained a quotation of "six days shall thou labour etc.” The inference was that it was a breach of Holy Writ to ask the nursing staff to work on Sundays. It was pointed out in the discussion that followed the reading of the letter that the members of the Board could not look after patients requiring treatment. The chairman re. marked that if this circular had come from another Board he would have been prepared to discuss it. The point was that no complaint had come from the nurses themselves. Mr. Michie said the nurses had a day off in each week and it came to the same thing. The circular was received.

Our pleasures lightly come and go, Of fads and follies mostly made, A thoughtless round of to and fro "In Life’s Eternal Masquerade." Our ills menace us night and day, ’Tis wise to prompt relief assure— For coughs and colds the wisest way Is Woods’ Great Peppermint G«r*r