OUT OF SIGHT.
He was cantankerous that morning, and was taking itxjut of his pretty typewriter. " Everything is in confusion on this desk," he said testily. "It always is," she responded meekly. " You insist that you don't want anything disturbed there." " Well, I don't want my papers disturbed, but I don't want this sheet of postagestamps left here. " Where shall I put them ?" she inquired demurely, as she took them up. " Don't ask so many questions !" he snapped. " Put them anywhere out of my sight." " Very well, sir," she cooed as softly as a dove ; and, giving them a swipe, fore and aft, with her pretty red tongue, she stuck the sheet on his bald head, and walked out to seek a new job.
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Cromwell Argus, Volume XXXVII, Issue 1984, 16 April 1906, Page 2
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124OUT OF SIGHT. Cromwell Argus, Volume XXXVII, Issue 1984, 16 April 1906, Page 2
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