Mr Cutter: “What’s that you just put under your pillow, Ethel ?’’ Mrs Cutter: “ A piece of Mrs Thrycewed’s divorce cake. I’m going to dream on it.” “ Papa," she began, seriously, “ does God toll you what to write?" “Certainly, dearie,” replied the clergyman. “ Then why do you scratch so much of it out?” asked Effie. “ I hope I did nob propose to you last night, Miss Stunner.” “ Oh, of course not, Mr Softly. Why?" “Well, I was a bit excited, you know, and I do such silly things when I'm excited!” ' Magistrate; “Were you ever up before this Court?" Alwuz Wrest: “Can! say, your Worship. What time docs your Worship. get -up ?”
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Evening Star, Issue 14318, 17 March 1910, Page 7
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111Page 7 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Star, Issue 14318, 17 March 1910, Page 7
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