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Te Awamutu Courier, Volume 53, Issue 3829, 4 November 1936, Page 3

Railway Passenger (in rush*hour): Excuse me, sir, but I fear I am standing under your foot. “What is the matter, my little man?” asked a sympathetic stranger of a small boy whom he saw crying in the street. “Please, sir, my dog’s dead,” sobbed the boy. “Well,” said the man, “you mustn’t make such a trouble of it. My grandmother died last week, and I’m not crying.” “No,” said the boy, “but you didn’t bring her up from a pup!” A visitor to a village noticed that one of the inhabitants of the place was treated with deep respect by the others. “I observe,” said the visitor to an aged inhabitant, “that you all treat this man with marked deference.” “Yes, he’s one of the early’ settlers.” “Early settlers?” asked the other. “Why, he can’t be above thirty.” “That may be,” replied the old man, “but he pays his bills promptly on the first of every month.”