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FIVE O’CLOCK TEA

Contented and happy. On the black hearth-ms. Lay a furry ball dreaming Of milk in a jug. The clock struck five. The furry ball stirred. On the mat by the fire. Rolled over, and purred. The children came in All ready for tea. Puss mewed. ‘ Bread for you But milk for me." —JUDITH HANNA. A.B.H. IT’S GOLD I find I’ve lost my jersey. What will my mother say? I wish that I could find it. For it’s very cold to-day.

At last I found my jersey Which caused me much deligj>| But pup had chewed the sleeve Oh, what a sorry sight; —BARBARA MACFARLANE, ‘•Kaiwarar

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Press, Volume LXXII, Issue 21826, 4 July 1936, Page 5 (Supplement)

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FIVE O’CLOCK TEA Press, Volume LXXII, Issue 21826, 4 July 1936, Page 5 (Supplement)

FIVE O’CLOCK TEA Press, Volume LXXII, Issue 21826, 4 July 1936, Page 5 (Supplement)