HUSH THEE.
'Shape thy silence to my wit.'— Twelfth Night.
Tootsie waxeth sentimental (nnusual with that winsome maiden): 'I like not the busy, bustling-, brawling world of town; give me a leafy lane, a breathing sighlencel' She must be in love. Is Lord Bob—really ?
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Auckland Star, Volume XXX, Issue 160, 8 July 1899, Page 7 (Supplement)
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44HUSH THEE. Auckland Star, Volume XXX, Issue 160, 8 July 1899, Page 7 (Supplement)
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