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Otago Witness, Issue 3327, 19 December 1917, Page 61

PROFIT-SHARING. Last Boxing Day a stranger marched up to the door of the crusty old gentleman. "Merry Christmas, sir!" "H'umph!" grunted 'the old gentleman. " Clean that window, my man !" Without a word the strangei- turned on hia heel and strode away, but in a few minutes returned with a. washleather and bucket and cleaned the window so well that the old gentleman presented him with five shillings. Shortly after, another man appeared at the door with a washleather and said: "Merry Christmas, sir! I 'opes _ the Window was cleaned to your satisfaction." "Why, yes," stammered the gentleman. " But you" didn't clean it. I have given the Christmas box to the man who earned it." "Oh!" rejoined the other jauntily. "Of course, he's the fellow what clone the work, but I'm the gent wot owns tho washleather."

—" Willie," said the doting- aunt, holding her nephew close to her, " tell mo whom you like best—your mother, your father, or mo?" Willie squirmed to get away. "I don't want to loll," he said. " It's too near Christmas."