A Scotch farmer and his ivifo attended a church sale of work. They fedt hungry, and speculated as to the cost of a meal. Tho husband noticed a card hanging from a door bearing tho words : “Lunches from 1 to 3, Is sd.’’ “ Dod, Maggie,” said the Scot, “ we’ll hao awa’ in here, Twa ’oors of catin’ for oighteenpenec is nao bad.” Many stories attach themselves to M. Clomenceau, even though he has withdrawn from the public gaze, but hero is ono that sounds authentic. The Tiger was taken the other day to witness tho very newest of new dances, and, after watching silently for a few minutes, mildly remarked : “Co most pas la danse. C’fst la decadence.” Woods’Great Peppermint Cure for coughs and odds; never fails— [Acl"t]
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Evening Star, Issue 18331, 19 July 1923, Page 10
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128Page 10 Advertisements Column 2 Evening Star, Issue 18331, 19 July 1923, Page 10
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