NO KNOCKING.

Poverty Bay Herald, Volume LI, Issue 16918, 24 December 1925, Page 13

NO KNOCKING.

Thu agent for the Rooster car, he took me for a ride; we swiftly slithered near and far, all o’er the countryside. lie tallied in all the modern tongues, including Dutch and Greek; he talked until his toilworu lungs developed quite a squeak. “Thu Rooster simply can’t be beat,” ho cried, with tortured throat; “inspect all ears upon the street —you’ll find no better boat. This little car’s a*s gcod as gold, the best you ever saw; from bumper to the manifold it’s built without a flaw.” “AVliat think you of the Piker car, that’s advertised so much?” My foolish question did not mar his flow of Greek and Dutch. “The Piker is a splendid wain, there is no doubt of that; but here we’re driving home again, and not a tire’s gone flat. Just note how sweet Hie motor runs, how noiselessly she flies; she fakes the calces, she takes the buns, she takes the custard pies.” To see how lie would take a jar, what thoughts ho would express, 1 said, “I’ll buy a Piker ear —it costs nine dollars less. ” “ You ’ll get good value for your moil,” he said, without a sigh: “but let us take another run, before vou go and buy.” “Nay, „:iy,” quoth I, “I’ll buy your bus without: another ride; you are a white nnd honest cuss, in whom I’m satisfied. You do not knock the rival gig, you merely boost your own; your tongue is straight, your heart is big, you’re in a class alone. And so I’ll pay four dollars now, and ninety cents a week, which'are the terms, you will allow, your ads and handbills shriek.” —Walt .Mason.