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Timaru Herald, Volume CXXXVII, Issue 19515, 14 June 1933, Page 2

Nature in one of her freakish moods is revealed in a rabbitskin at present in the hands of a Dunedin mercantile firm. Most skins have dark markings on the inner surface, varying in size and position according to the age of the rabbit, but the sole mark on this particular pelt is a perfect silhouette of a rabbit sitting bolt upright, the outline being as clearly defined as if imprinted with a stencil. The skin, which is apparently from a threequarter grown rabbit, is from a consignment from Central Otago, and apart from its novel marking has no other unusual characteristics.

The story goes that in the early days of smoking in England a citizen of “credit and renown’ (like John Gilpin) was quietly enjoying his pipe—(and incidentally emitting olouds of smoke from mouth and nostrils) when his serving man, who had never seen anyone smo’-ing before, came along, and jumping to the conclusion that his master was on fire, rushed to the well, and drew a bucket of water with which he drenched the unfortunate smoker in m-der to “put him out." One laughs ove” that old story, but people thefe are, to this day, who throw cold water on tobacco-smoke, and refuse to believe in- the face of the clearest evidence that tobacco is harmless provided it is good and as free as may ibe from nicotine. Our New Zealand tobacco, for instance, cannot do anybody any harm. It is toasted, and the toasting kills the nicotine in it, besides giving it its famous flavour and fragrance. There are but four brands of the genuine toasted: Navy Cut No. 3 (Bulldog), Cavendish, Riverhead Gold, and Cut Plug No. 10 (Bullshead).