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AFTER THOUGHTS.

1 She stood behind the chair in which I sat. 'Twas not her voice betrayed her pre- ' sence there; 3 Nor did I speak—too overcome for that— I felt her gentle fingers on my hair. . I closed my eyes and waited, still as r death; She must have know I could not, would f not, speak. - She bent above mc, and I felt her breath Come cool and sweet against my heated _ cheek. ! Ah! What was that? I felt a thrill of pain. . A sudden throb—not of the heart, for- , sooth! i Ah, no! for as I writhe, and writhe again, The woman dentist probes the tender tooth! 1 —Maurice Pratt Dunlap.

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Auckland Star, Volume XXXIX, Issue 149, 24 June 1908, Page 6

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AFTER THOUGHTS. Auckland Star, Volume XXXIX, Issue 149, 24 June 1908, Page 6

AFTER THOUGHTS. Auckland Star, Volume XXXIX, Issue 149, 24 June 1908, Page 6