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HARD-WORKING JAMES.

“Now, James,” said the joiner to his apprentice. “I am going out. I don!t expect I shall be long, and you can he planing up that ten-by-eight beam till I come back.” 1

But alas! misfortune overtook the joiner. He slipped at the bottom of the street, sprained his ankle, and had to be taken home.

The next day, towards evening, he hobbled into his workshop, and was confronted by 'an enormous pile of shavings. James was invisible. \ “Jim!” he called. “Halloa!” came a far-off echo. “Where are you?” “Down here, under the shavings!” “W-why—what are you up to?” “Planing that beam up. You told mo to keep at it till you car\je back; but if you’d kept away any longer there’d have been none left.”

Tt was, perhaps, just as well for Jim that his master’s accident has disabled his foot.

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Waipa Post, Volume VII, Issue 329, 10 July 1914, Page 5

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HARD-WORKING JAMES. Waipa Post, Volume VII, Issue 329, 10 July 1914, Page 5

HARD-WORKING JAMES. Waipa Post, Volume VII, Issue 329, 10 July 1914, Page 5