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At a seaside resort a lady bather got out of her depth, and her screams soon brought to the rescue one of the boatmen whoso business it was to succor _ enyona in difficulties. A few strokes carried him to the spot, and he reached out a muscular arm to grip the poor lady, who was just about to sink. But her frantic struggles just at this moment dislodged her bathingcap, which soon floated away, carrying with it, which was more precious, her wig. “Oh, save my hair I” she cried: “Save my hair’.” ‘ Madam,’ rculied th© gallant rescuer, hauling her in, “ 1 m only a life saver, not a hair restorer.”

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Page 1 Advertisements Column 5, Evening Star, Issue 15638, 31 October 1914

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Page 1 Advertisements Column 5 Evening Star, Issue 15638, 31 October 1914

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