Quick Work! “I say, dad,” piped the small boy/ “can I ask a question/ “Yes, go ahead,’’ replied the indulgent one. ‘ ‘ What’s diplomacy, dad ? I saw it in a book the other day.” “Diplomacy, my boy,” said dad with a patronising smile, “means doing or saying precisely the right thing at the right moment.” “Ah! then I was a diplomatist last night, dad.” “Really, my boy. How do you make that out?” ‘ ‘ Why, when Mum came in with the castor oil I rolled Bobbie into my place in bed and then rolled him back before she came round the other side.”
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Wanganui Chronicle, Volume LXXXII, Issue 19432, 17 October 1925, Page 14
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101Page 14 Advertisements Column 2 Wanganui Chronicle, Volume LXXXII, Issue 19432, 17 October 1925, Page 14
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