GOOD FOR HIM. Doris: “I thought you were going to kiss me when you puckered up your lips just now.”’ Jack: “No—er—it was only a piece of grit in my mouth.” Doris: “Then for goodness sake swallow it—you need some.” Sure, and, certain —WADE'S WORM liks.jfeen^Advjy
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Evening Star, Issue 19021, 17 August 1925, Page 5
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46Page 5 Advertisements Column 5 Evening Star, Issue 19021, 17 August 1925, Page 5
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