THE Best Story I Have Heard

Star (Christchurch), Issue 17837, 4 May 1926, Page 6

THE Best Story I Have Heard

by

Harold Walden.

Timothy tompkins was an actor. Actors are shrewd folk, and need watching. If ever you are called upon to share a room with an actor at a boarding* house, sleep with your socks on. It pays. Actors, as everyone knows, don’t get their meals regularly. Timothy Tompkins was fading away to a shadow. Business in the acting line was poor. Passing a Scotsman’s shop one day,- he noticed a placard indicating that everything at this particular shop was -sold by the yard. Timothy was a wit. He passed into the shop. “ I will have a yard of milk,” he said to the Scotsman. The shopkeeper was for a moment nonplussed; but liko Timothy he was also shrewd. Dipping his finger into a nearby pail of milk he ran it along the counter to the extent of a yard. “ Oh,” said the actor, half admitting that he was vanquished. “ And how much do you want for that?” “ Sixpence,” said the shopkeeper. “ Very well, then,” came the prompt response, “ wrap it up, and I’ll take it.” Mr J. J. Staples, Mew Zealand's delegate to the Advertising Convention at Philadelphia, will tell a story for "Star" readers to-morrow.