i The street ca.r was crowded, and a gentleman with kindly twinkles in his eyes took five-year-old Tom upon, his l' a p. "This will be better than standing, won't it, my boy?" he suggested. "Uh, hull." j Tom replied without enthusiasm. He had rather enjoyed lurching about the aisle, j just like his father. " But you want to be careful that I don't pick yoiir pocket," the gentleman cautioned in a whisper. "Can't," Tom retorted: .his voice somewhat muffled ; "soon as I saw you lookin' at me, I put my pennv in my mouf."
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Evening Star, Issue 16045, 23 February 1916, Page 8
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95Page 8 Advertisements Column 2 Evening Star, Issue 16045, 23 February 1916, Page 8
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