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Just ae they passed into Central Hall from the corridor: “Sir, how did you dare to kiss me?” “Well, I’ll admit it was a hit dark out there, and I did not got a very good look at you.” A WINTER IDYLL. When the fire is blazing and the lights aglow, how pleasant it is to sit back in your easy chair and pud away contentedly at your good old briar, with its bowl stock full of line old Edgeworth—the tobacco which old I smokers so enjoy—the tobacco which I never {yidwkj

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Evening Star, Issue 19326, 12 August 1926, Page 12

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Page 12 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Star, Issue 19326, 12 August 1926, Page 12

Page 12 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Star, Issue 19326, 12 August 1926, Page 12