SMILES FOR THE DAY.
Father : (to his old friend's pretty daughter)—" Good-bye, my dear. I won't kiss you; I have such a cold." His Son (with alacrity)—' 'Can Ido anything for you, father ?"
Newsboy—"Groat mystery; fifty victims! Paper, mister?" Passer-by— (after reading a moment) —"Here, boy, thore's nothing of the kind in this paper. Where is it?" Newsboy —"That's the mystery, guvnor. You're the fiftyfirst victim!"
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SMILES FOR THE DAY., Ashburton Guardian, Volume XXXIII, Issue 8813, 9 March 1914
SMILES FOR THE DAY. Ashburton Guardian, Volume XXXIII, Issue 8813, 9 March 1914
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