A DUAL, WISH. Mr Profiteer, whose business during the war hod netted him quite a fortune, called at a certain office the other day, and demanded to see ihs manager. “ What is your business ? ” asked the very dainty girl who confronted him. “ None of yours,” ho snapped. “ I’vo got a proposition to lay 'before the firm and I’ll not talk to any fool woman.” “You would rather talk to a gentleman ” she said sweetly. “ Yes,” he growled. “So would I,” sho answered, promptly, “so you might send one to state your business to me. I’m the manager.” Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure for ©ought and ooWs never fails.—£MMd
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Evening Star, Issue 17085, 2 July 1919, Page 6
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107Page 6 Advertisements Column 6 Evening Star, Issue 17085, 2 July 1919, Page 6
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