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ON THE SCENT.

BY A. LESLIE.

My wife's extraordinary nose Has cansed me many pains ; She often goes and sniffs around, And sternly matters "drains I" A tremor passes to my heart, A chill along my veina, When my good wife goes muttering The fatal word of "drains." And if I cannot smell it too, She tells me, in a pet, I've got tbe most inhuman nose Tbat ever she has met, I tell her 'tis decaying fish Oast out to feed the cat, Or 'tis tbe cabbage water smell ; She gets annoyed at that. The sanilary people come ; My life is filled with woes. How sad it is t& have a wife With such a wondrous nose.

The great goldfish farm of the world is at Indiana, where thousands of goldfish are reared and exported to England every year. Among the many specimens produced in the ponds are some possessing from two to five tails, and at rare intorvals six. These curious freaks arc. most valuable, and invariably bring high prices,.

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Taranaki Herald, Volume XLIX, Issue 11818, 16 November 1901, Page 2 (Supplement)

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ON THE SCENT. Taranaki Herald, Volume XLIX, Issue 11818, 16 November 1901, Page 2 (Supplement)

ON THE SCENT. Taranaki Herald, Volume XLIX, Issue 11818, 16 November 1901, Page 2 (Supplement)