Herr Silver was surrounded by friends. And bow must friends bo entertained ?_ By'some sort of story, surely. Silver thought for some time, and began: “I don’t know if any of you know it, but 1 am going to Mexico next month.” “ You are really going to Mexico?” “And why shouldn’t I go to Mexico?” asked Silver. In the manner of friends they replied: “Every other man dies of malaria.” “It is simply unbearable with poisonous fleas.” ‘‘You have to go to bed with a revolver in one hand.” “ What’s more, Silver, very few people ever come back.” And then Silver exclaimed heartily: “Well, boys, it certainly.is a iuuky tlun& i was
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Evening Star, Issue 19055, 25 September 1925, Page 6
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111Page 6 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Star, Issue 19055, 25 September 1925, Page 6
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