A West London hawker was busy selling pidding cabbages the other day, when an old lady came up to him and said : “Can you tell me the way to Turnhum Green?' 1 “Wot d’yer want to turn ’em green for?'’ said the man. “Can’t yer see they’re for picklin’ '!" Needy Nephew (going in for Parliament) : “I think my election is pretty certain. I am .sure to bo supported by the farmers.” Wealthy Unde: “Then you won’t want any more money from me. I’m very glad to bear that, because, between ourselves, I think IVe supported -you. long enough, ”
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Evening Star, Issue 14473, 26 January 1911, Page 6
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98Page 6 Advertisements Column 5 Evening Star, Issue 14473, 26 January 1911, Page 6
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