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A woman was taken to see the composing room of a large printing works. “This,” said her escort, “is the composing room.” The woman gazed around with admiration. Her eyes alighted on a burly compositor. “Do ask him,” she said, “to play something of his.”

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Evening Star, Issue 19443, 29 December 1926, Page 6

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Page 6 Advertisements Column 5 Evening Star, Issue 19443, 29 December 1926, Page 6

Page 6 Advertisements Column 5 Evening Star, Issue 19443, 29 December 1926, Page 6