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Southland Times, Issue 22969, 15 August 1936, Page 15

Being called upon to lend a hand in the shed on a recent busy day I was concerned to see an old Jersey come in to be milked, the tears simply pouring from her poor eyes, which she could scarcely open, writes a correspondent to an exchange. I drew the hired hand’s attention to it, asking the cause. After but a moment’s hesitation he said in his cheery Irish voice, “Well now, that’s downright careless of the boss to be after leaving that piece of newspaper he takes to read while he is having his lunch, blowing about the paddock. The poor things must have seen the price of butterfat and it’s no blessed wonder the tears be in her eyes and she crying fit to break her heart!” A sharp stick or something had hurt poor Nancy’s eye.