Every is taken at. Mont* Carlo to prevent suicides in public. AH round No. 1 table at ib© Casino—the “ suicides table ” —are concealed doors through which the suicides are popped by astute watchers. A lady who has just returned from Mont© tells me how, whi'st watching the play at No 1 tab», she unconcernedly swallowed a couple of aspirins for a headache. Immediately she was grabbed from behind and hustled out of sight to meet I a trained nurse armed with a “ pompe stomacale!” —‘ Sunday Chronicle.’ “I don’t know whether I love you or Freddie,” said the girl doubtfully, “'so how can I marry you?” “ I don’t think you’d make any mistake by marrying mo,” answered tbo patient young suitor. “ Oh, I don’t know. Freddie plays a saxophone and is a splendid dancer,” returned the girl. “But my recommendation is better than his.” “How so?” “I’ve worked three years in a, restaurant washing dishes.”
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Evening Star, Issue 19409, 18 November 1926, Page 3
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154Page 3 Advertisements Column 2 Evening Star, Issue 19409, 18 November 1926, Page 3
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