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The Scot hurried along the road. He cast an anxious glance behind him. Ah' There it was thundering over the hill top' - Two hundred yards to go," he muttered. A cold sweat broke out upon his brow. He began to trot. He cast another look behind him. It was nearly up to him. Away he ran like the wind. Suddenly he stopped before a post which bore the sign, . "First Section." Triumphantly he stepped into the bus. He had saved a halfpenny, j
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Evening Post, Volume CVIII, Issue 102, 26 October 1929, Page 25
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