She: "What is this Boience of I hear so much about ? " He: " The art of telling fortunes by the hand," She: " Can you tell my fortune by my hand T" He: "No; but if I had your hand I could tell my own fortune." He got it. What is that which, though black, enj lighteneth the world ? Ink.
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Evening Star, Issue 7197, 27 April 1887, Page 2
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58Page 2 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Star, Issue 7197, 27 April 1887, Page 2
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