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Sunday-school Instructor — And tho father of the prodigal son fell on hia neck and wept. Now, Alexander Bonetop, tell the children, why the father wept. Aleck —Huh! I guess you'd weep, too, if you fell on your neck.
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Evening Post, Volume XCV, Issue 41, 16 February 1918, Page 11
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39NATURALLY. Evening Post, Volume XCV, Issue 41, 16 February 1918, Page 11
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