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Otago Witness, Issue 3525, 4 October 1921, Page 23

Everyone bus ill-luck at times, blit there are such continued runs of misfortune as keep the unlucky ones in a lively state of anxiety till they are 'broken (says the Oamaru Mail). A North Otago high-country sheep farmer’s wool this year, from general causes and particular visitations, left him £+oo out of pocket in tho year’s working. ilie shearing before, when the majority of Hie ewes, with their lambs, just shorn, were standing in tho yards, something very like a blizzard fell upon them, an intensely cold, sleet-laden gust of winter weather. No fewer than 700 of Hie ewes, at that time worth at least £1 each shorn, died, and had to he carted away. And that heap of bones always reminds him that tho year before he lost 600 sheep in the snow. Things seem about as had as they can Irecome to him now, but ho is not certain of it yet. - County Farmer: “1 always set tny hens in (lie spring.” City Farmer: “Indeed? Why, my poultry hook says emphatically to set them in a dry place.” Detective: “If you should observe tt man in train, bus, or trurncar take out all the papers in his pockets and scan them carefully, tearing some up, what would he your deduction?” I’upil: “That lie is going home to his wife.”