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“Here, Henry! Didn’t I say No Smoking V* WELL, what if it is the bedroom? She’s enough to make a saint fume. Just when it’s drawing properly too. This endless nag, nag, turns the very flakes of tobacco into snow! It’s like trying to stand up to a whiff of grapeshot. I wish I were in the trenches again, where black tobacco rolled in a bit of newspaper tasted like the finest blend. Oh, well. Talking of blends, the only one that will keep my nerve up now is McNlSH—the pure old Scotch blended whisky with the pre-war flavour Here’s luck! c 1 Special Scotch Whisky THE WHISKY YOU ASK FOR AGAIN'

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Otago Daily Times, Issue 21032, 22 May 1930, Page 5

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Page 5 Advertisements Column 4 Otago Daily Times, Issue 21032, 22 May 1930, Page 5

Page 5 Advertisements Column 4 Otago Daily Times, Issue 21032, 22 May 1930, Page 5