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" I see you have been wearing my dx«sses again, Jane," said her mistress. "You ought to bo ashamed of yourself." " I was, mum. Jack said if I wore such clothes again ho would never speak to me any more." When you see a man—stiuKnjr lazily through the fragrant light blue smoke rings from the seasoned briar between-hie teeth — that's GOLDEN EAGLE oomfort. The slight bulge in his vest pocket betokens nis GOLDEN EAGLE PLXJG. YOU ttf> one! Abo in tins.—fAdvt.l

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Page 2 Advertisements Column 1, Evening Star, Issue 15665, 2 December 1914

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Page 2 Advertisements Column 1 Evening Star, Issue 15665, 2 December 1914

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