GOOD WORKMEN.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 12761, 3 October 1919, Page 2

GOOD WORKMEN.

(By WALT MASON. When I am sick, in punk condition, when I am lame and blind and hAlt 1 hire the city’s best physician, then if I die it s not ray. fault. The big physicians charge like thunder, they charge each time they draw a breath, but they give value for the plunder; they show us to sidestep death. When my old auto’s in a panic, with many doodads breaking loose, I hire the very best mechanic that our small village can produce. He has no conscience when he charges, or so, odsfish, I sometimes think; but he can fix our boats and barges when they are strictly on the blink. Some other gents might do it cheaper, but when we count the final cost, we find expenses running deeper; the tinhorn workman is a frost. The tinhorn workman badly botches all things entrusted to his care; he spoils our pants and hats and watches, and bungles Avhen he cuts our hair. When I decide to paint my stable I’d hire a Titian at his' best, some grand old' master, amply able to make all rivals seem a jest. 1 patronise the ablest baker that in this country hamlet' dwells, - and when I die my undertaker must he the one who’s weiring .bells.