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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLV, Issue 18, 2 November 1910, Page 3

. “Liza,” expostulated the husband, ‘‘don’t I always tell you I won’t ’ave the children bringin’ in the coals from the shed in my best ’at? It ain’t nice. Liza!’’ His wife replied, coldly, ‘‘Just l st< n to reason, if you jdease. You have spoilt the shape of that hat with your funny head: and as you're among the coal all day at the wharves, what can a little extra coal-dust in your hat matter?” ‘‘You don’t see the point, Lizi.” sa.d he, with dignity. “I only wear that ’at in the hevenings; an’ if, while I’m hoiit, 1 takes it horf my *ead, it leaves a black band round my fonid. VVot’s the consequence? Why, I gits accused c* washin’ my face with my ’at on; an* it ain’t nice, Liza- it ain’t nice.”