THE SKIPPER, The boat drifted out on the sunlit sea,. The man and the maiden were silent and a little sad. His leave was ended; the lime for parting had come. "Dearest," he breathed softly, "will you float with me alwavs—down the stream of life?" "The same as now?" she whispered. "The same as now," said he. " I will, gladly, she cried. He was rowing, doing all the hard work; she had the helm —she steered.
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Evening Star, Issue 16987, 8 March 1919, Page 9
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76Page 9 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Star, Issue 16987, 8 March 1919, Page 9
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