Page 3 Advertisements Column 2

Waipukurau Press, Volume XXX, Issue 190, 20 August 1935, Page 3

“Lumme,” said the bus driver to the fare alongside, “that’s a bosker pipe of yourn mister!” “Tenbob’s worth,” replied the owner, “it’s a patent — works the nicotine out, see?” “Aint no time for patent pipes meself, ’ ’ remarked the driver, “always going wrong. Just an ordinary pipe wif no frills for your ’umble. This ’ere” (a stumpy briar) “never goes wrong, smokes as sweet as sugar, and cost ninepence. You’ve no call for patent pipes s’long as yer bacca’s right.” “What kind d’you smoke?” queried the passenger. “Toasted, in course,” said the driver, “Cut Plug No. 10. Aint ’ardly no nikerten in toasted. The toasting does the trick. Talk abaht yer imported, it’s not in it wif toasted —the reel toasted I mean—not one o’ them blanky imitations.” “Often heard tell of it,”, said the “fare”. “I’ll get some.” r Can’t do no better,” declared the driver, “there’s five brands, Cavendish, Cut Plug No. 10 (Bullshead), Navy Cut No. 3 (Bulldog), Riverhead Gold and Desert Gold. You pays yer money and "vou takes yer choice. Getting down? Ta! Ta!” “ 484