Mrs B. : "What's tho matter? You look distressed." Mr B.: "I thought it a.bout time to give that young feliow in the parlor a vigorous hiafc that it was nsanng midnight, eo I walked right into the room and, giving both him and our daughter a severe look, deliberately turned out the gas." "Mercy! Didn't he get angry?" "No; he said ' Thank yon. "Dear," she said, tremblingly, as she nestled against him on the moonlit beach on 'the first night of their honeymoon. "I have a secret to tell you." "What 16 it?" he hissed, tragically. "Can you ever forgive me for deceiving yon?" ehe sobbed. "My left eyo is made of gl-gl-glass." "Oh," he murmured, with a tdgh of Telief, "don't say any more, ■dearest; so are the diamo7ids in your engagement ring!"
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Evening Star, Issue 14515, 5 November 1910, Page 2
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134Page 2 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Star, Issue 14515, 5 November 1910, Page 2
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