Austie Trainor Doesn't Buy a Saxophone

Peter Rukavina

You may recall Austie Trainor from such well-known blog posts as April is Poetry Month and Happy Christmas to All from my friend Catherine Hennessey — Trainor was, among many other things, her childhood Santa Claus.

This afternoon while rummaging about in some papers that the lads from [[silverorange]] pulled out of the Queen Street Commons attic next door I noticed this 1923 order blank for a Hohner Sax filled out by the selfsame Austie Trainor:

Austie Trainor Doesn't Buy a Sax

Presumably if the order blank stayed in a Charlottetown attic the sax never actually got ordered. The order blank itself is fascinating: the exchange policy is among the most complicated (but flexible) terms of sale I’ve encountered.

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Submitted by Alan on

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Here’s an ad with some of those instruments pictured. The glass-o-phone is a total ripoff. It’s just a bunch of glasses. Rip-o-phone if you ask me.

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