John Wilson, a child of less than two years, living at Paisley, went into his mother's washing house, and seeing a bottle containing liquor, he drank it. It waß vitriol. The poor boy died in excruciating agony. Young Thome (to his girl): " And your name is Rose ? What a sweet name Rose is !" Rose: "I am glad you like it. _ But—but—but Ido not want to be a roße without a Thome," What could a fellow Bay after that?
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Evening Star, Evening Star, Issue 8042, 19 October 1889, Supplement
Evening Star Evening Star, Issue 8042, 19 October 1889, Supplement
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