Page 16 Advertisements Column 1

Otago Witness, Issue 1950, 4 April 1889, Page 16

"/CHANGE HEBE FOR — U" The stationmaster in charge of .one of. the biggest railway junctions • in this polony carries, a Waterbury watch and. despatches a great many trains daily' by it. Its accuracy, he says, is unimpeachable, and there is not the least necessity for paying more than 13s 6d for a really reliable timekeeper. This is a fact, and if imitation" be the sin' cerest form of flattery the Waterburywatch is the most flattered article in, the world. Hosts of watches " as good as it "(vide agents' claims) have 3prung up. since, its introduction, and thousands of them are now obtainable at from two shillings to five shillings each. This is more than they are worth as ornaments, and as they will not keep time, and are too dear for ballasting steamers, their owners' sometimes try to sell them as Waterburys. Don't be deceived, however. The Waterbury has no equal at any price. OF COUKSE, SIRI ' The Waterbury will keep ' Greenwich, Auckland, Mean, Sidereal, or any other species of time, except bad time. In this respect its morals . are incorruptible. The old and threadbare storylof George Washington (deceased) and the apple tree has long since ceased to become a synonym for truth and unswerving accuracy. Now, if a fond and respectable father wants to give his son a lecture, he simply, says : " Tell the truth like the Waterbury, Johnny, and then no one will ever doubt you." This piece of advice, with the Waterbury thrown in^ costs you tbirteen-and-sixpence, See it? YOU'VE HIT IT ! " Now there can't be, any question about it I St. Jacobs Oil does conquer pain. Look here, Bill Snooks got the rheumatics, and lay round his fireside grumbling with the weather, Major Atkinson, his family, Gladstone, the rheumatism, and every other celebrity he could think of. His wife, finding him no company, went to a prayer meeting for cheerful society and relief; the eldest boy suddenly recollected he had to meet his boss at the warehouse ; and- Sally, the girl who played the piano and sang " Horn* Sweet Home," as a rule went to bed under the impression she had .'a headache. Bill growled himself black in the face until Mrs Bill returned with a bottle of St. Jacobs 0% which the minister reconltnended her to get. and then the equanimity, of the Snook* household was restored; and the hired gi» got a newbonnet.- Now; is there any doubS about that? You knew [Snooks, of course you did." - ' ■"'•: '■*' *