“ The worst winter I remember was when wc wore besieged," said the old soldier. - ‘W<> only had one bite a day for two weeks, and that was horseflesh.” “ L remember,” said Kir, tramp companion, “ living for a month on one bite, and that was cut of my own leg.” “You old cannibal 1 Do you expect me to believe that?" roared the soldier. “ It's true, believe it cr not,” said the tramp calmly. “ A dog took a bite out of my lea, and tho compensation kept me like a lend for four week*.” “A country worth living in « worth lighting for." A woman worth loving is worth defending,” are the mottoes on the front of a recruiting centre in Holloway road. When you seo a man—smiling lazily through the fragrant light blue, smoke rings from the scanned briar between his teeth—that’s GOLDEN EAGLE comfort. The slight bulge in his vest pocket betokens his GOLDEN EAGLE PLUG. YOU get one I Also iu tins.—£Advt.]
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Page 7 Advertisements Column 3, Evening Star, Issue 15666, 3 December 1914
Page 7 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Star, Issue 15666, 3 December 1914
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