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No Sport of Kings for Him.

A man with a large bundle of sporting papers went into a fried-fish shop the other day and asked how much he was to receive for them. "Nothin'," snapped the owner of tha shop. "Yer can tike 'em away; I don't want the. likes on 'em, in this establishment." . "fioin\ to retire, .Bill.?" sneered the dia< appointed owner of the paper* ~ ~ • "Retire be- blowed!" snorted Bill. "It's at matter o' business, that's all. It don't payj me to wrap -up fish in sportin* papers. ' Mjj customers reads 'em." "Well, an' what then? Are yer afraid they'll be backin' the tips?" "That's jist what I ham afraid on," responded the purveyor. "They heats their bit o' fish, reads the tips, backs their fancy, an' drops their brass. Then they "'as fcer starve fer a week or two, an' nay fish is left on my 'ands. Tike them pipers away;, they're no good ter me."

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Otago Witness, Issue 2785, 31 July 1907, Page 87

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No Sport of Kings for Him. Otago Witness, Issue 2785, 31 July 1907, Page 87

No Sport of Kings for Him. Otago Witness, Issue 2785, 31 July 1907, Page 87