IT ALL DEPENDED.
He w an urchin of the streets, but did not lack wit?.
One day ho saw a well-dressed woman with a benevolent faco coming along. At ones he dropped in a miserable heap on the kerbstone and began to sob pathetically. Tho kindly lady paused beside him. "What are you crying for,\ my boy?" she asked gently. _ , ' ■. Stilling his1 sobs with ease, tho youngster looked up and replied: ".Dunno. What have.you got?"
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Evening Post, Volume CIV, Issue 25, 29 July 1922, Page 17
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75IT ALL DEPENDED. Evening Post, Volume CIV, Issue 25, 29 July 1922, Page 17
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