HIKING' TIME A thirty-pound pack on your back, a pipe in your mouth, a winding bush .tra'tfk. through the valley. How good'it is to bo alivo on a fresh spring morning—to watoh the sun rising over the mountains—to catoh a glimpse of timid deer in a clearing—to drink deeply at an icy*cold spring. The swinging utride—the crunch of hobnailed boots on rock—the companionship of h good friend. There is no holiday to caual a walking tour. It seems that its the simple, inexpensive things that give the .most pleasure A man prnokes a pipe. He nils up with Edffeworth. He is .content with the world. If you haven't .tried Edceivorth,. ao so next tiiiie you visit your tobacconist, 2h tin, either Kubbcd" or 1 lug Slice." —Advt,
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIX, Issue 21273, 29 August 1932, Page 7
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127Page 7 Advertisements Column 1 New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIX, Issue 21273, 29 August 1932, Page 7
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