A young man looked a sorry sight as he limped into an insurance office. Bandages were numerous, and he walked with the aid of a crutch. "I have called to make application for the amount due on my accident policy," he said. "I fell down a long flight of stairs the other evening, and sustained damages that will disable me for some time to come." The manager gave him a firm look. "Young man,'" he replied, " I have investigated your case, and find that you are not entitled to anything. It could not be called an accident, for yoii certainly knew that the young lady's father was at home!" A cure that is sure—"NAZOL." Sends coughs and colds packing in double-quick time. Easy to take. —[Advt.]
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Evening Star, Issue 17038, 8 May 1919, Page 3
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Page 3 Advertisements Column 2
Evening Star, Issue 17038, 8 May 1919, Page 3
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