Help!

No, that's not what the young maiden shouted when the Haka Party closed in on her with that old, old look in it's collective eye. Actually it is the despairing cry of the Cappicade Editorial Committee, which is in dire need of an unscrupulous gang of thugs and blackjack artists who will not take "No" for an answer and who, with an awe-inspiring zeal and energy, will not give up the grim struggle of preventing the general public from paying more than 1/6 for their copy of our version of the New Zealand Woman's Weakly. Remember, if you sell more than 250 Cappicades you automatically become entitled to a free clean and a

Free Ball Ticket.

More details and a photo next week.