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THE EPITAPH

!We cannot all be rich or great, but we can all leave something good behind us on our way through the world.

Perhaps, it may be the; thought that we were always busy, neat, and clean. That, we hear, is how a little girl of ten regards her governess, for whom she wrote'- an epitaph the otheir1 day.

,When you go to heaven (said little Ten-Year-Old) we shall have to rer member how you were always busy filling in odd moments, and say: "In memory of Miss S.W. Always washing; the things she left behind her were clean clothes.*'

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Evening Post, Volume CXXVI, Issue 80, 1 October 1938, Page 20

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THE EPITAPH Evening Post, Volume CXXVI, Issue 80, 1 October 1938, Page 20

THE EPITAPH Evening Post, Volume CXXVI, Issue 80, 1 October 1938, Page 20