GIRLS AND THE EXHIBITION.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 16923, 23 December 1922, Page 6

GIRLS AND THE EXHIBITION.

AN OBSERVER WRITES. (Written for the “ Star.”) The Exhibition is very good. Thor 3 is no doubt about that. 1 did not get there till to-day, and I am going again. It shows what Now Zealanders are capable of. I came away proud of my country. I 'am convinced that a man who buys ar. article manufactured in New Zealand is on a win. If the goods are not up to tho mark, he can hunt up the manufacturer, and on close inspection decide whether to tell him so or not. With English or American goods this is impossible. New Zealand articles are guaranteed, and tire maker stands behind the goods. It is a warrantry that appeals. One firm not only guarantees its goods are the best in the world but is prepared tc refund purchasers’ money if anv other world is discovered with a better article. What could be fairer? Hang it all! What more can anyone want ? Tho stalls are very gracefully decorated. I discovered a spot from which five pretty girls can bo seen without moving, i tried a Jot of other places, but from nowhere else could so many be seen. Ssill, the ptettiest girl

there is in a quiet little stall tucked away ail by herself. Very, very many years ago I use! to attend the November Show an 1 collect catalogues. The instinct is still strong with me. Her eyes were dark and she gladly handed me th? leaflets entrusted to her care. T found her as sweet as she was pretty. 1 could see she was a good girl, kind and thoughtful to her elders. sort of girl who knows that though age brings grey hairs, yet it also brings experience and absolute trustworthiness. Percy considers there is a waitress whom he calls a “ looker," hut 1 did not think her in the first ten. The second best exhibit of New Zealand goods is, in my opinion, sewing in a stall opposite one of those toy railways. I did not buy anything except tea, but for a few seconds an ancient salesman held me with his eye. “ That’s a fine piece of work,” he said. My eyes followed the pointing finger. A cabinet gramophone stood in a stall in all its oaken beauty. “Would you not be proud to hav? it in your home?” the man continued “Is it not a thing of beauty? Would i L not bring the roses back to your wife’s cheeks i? you brought it home to her? Would she not he pleased, and the children, too? Good music is ennobling. Every heart responds to good music. There is no one whose soul lias sunk too low to appreciate good music. You will notice l sav. 1 ‘ good music.’ T mean good music. This machine is the nearest approach

to perfection yet invented. Take St home with you. You will never regret it.” The stall-keeper paused. Almost I was convinced. “I would like one,” I said, “but I suppose they cost a lot of money.” “ The cost is nothing.” Softly the voice flowed on. “ Forty pounds buys that machine.” [ “ Fort 7/ quid?” T woke from the | trance. “ Run away,” I said coldly. ! “ Before I ever get forty quid together all at one time. I won’t need I one. I ll he plaving a harp.” —H. T.