NOW WOULDN'T THAT JAR YOU?

Waikato Independent, Volume VII, Issue 463, 21 January 1908, Page 5

NOW WOULDN'T THAT JAR YOU?

Just as the train was pulling out of the station a breathless commuter swung himself upon the platform of the last car at a station some 80 minutes from New York, according to a contemporary. He carried a green cloth bag, such as are affected by young lawyers, and one large volume of an encyclopedia was under his arm. He sank into a seat, and, with a deep sigh, opened the book. He lost no time in finding his plaje, but he seemed far from satisfied. Soon he turned in great exasperation to his neighbour and remarked : " Now, wouldn't that jar you'? I've been paying for this encj-clopiedia for the last two years, and never had occasion to use it before. A new client, a big tanner, is going to call on me this morning, and I wanted to read up on the subject of tanning before I reached the city. So I snatched the volume with the letter T while eating breakfast, and ineidently ran five blocks to catch my train. Look for the word ' Tanning ' — there it is. But that is all that is there. Just take a look at that! "he exclaimed, pointing to the simple legend : " Tanning—see leather."