The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 7, Issue 8 (February 1, 1933)
They were on a farmhouse holiday, and after the first night Smith was a bit out of sorts.
“I've had practically no sleep,” he complained to his wife. “Those beastly roosters have been crowing out there in the barn since dawn!”
“Well, darling,” murmured his wife, sweetly, “once when you got up early you crowed about it for at least a week.”
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