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Otago Daily Times, Issue 18760, 13 January 1923, Page 10

The gentlemen who spent the money ; I Monday’s Wanganui wool sale might easily have been mistaken by any casual onlooker for a company of mortal enemies (states (he Chronicle), bent on snapping one another’s heads off. That, however, is tho way cf the mart, for the wool sale is like unto no other auction. Bids must lie made with the rapidity of machine-gun lire, and as a consequence the buyer who wants to secure the wool his firm is in need of does not care what sort of a noise he makes so long ts he can succeed in getting his bid in abend of the other fellow’s. Hence the bedlam of snapping and snarling which gives the bench of buyers its seemingly bellicose appearance, They presented quite a different aspect, to those who saw them set out for Napier at about 4.50 in the afternoon. There wore four ear loads of them, about 30 in all, and there was not one of (he 50 that did not wear a gonial smile. They went away for all the world like a band of happy comrade? off for a picnic. Friday will see them at it again, hammer nnd tongs, in a frantic struggle to “mop up’’ Hawke’s Bay’s quota of tho golden fleece.

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