*’ Oh, mother,” sobbed the young wife. “John doesn’t trust me.” “ Why, my child, what has he done?” “ Well, you know, I cooked my first dinner for him to-day, and he invited a friend to dine with him.” The sobs broke out afresh, “And oh, mother, the man was a
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Evening Star, Issue 15916, 23 September 1915, Page 6
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49Page 6 Advertisements Column 1 Evening Star, Issue 15916, 23 September 1915, Page 6
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