Urchin (on river hank): “Will you please look after these ’ere worms, mister, while I fills t’other tin?” Kind Old Gentleman _ (affably): “Certainly, my boy, certainly,” ■ Urchin (suspiciously): “Mind yor, I’ve counted ’em!” Dorothy's doll was laid aside, Dorothy’s pram was still. “Dorothy, dear!” her mother cried, “ Surely my pet’s not ill?” Dolly was ill; that’s weeks ago; Mother brought life renewer; Dorothy’s face has a healthy glow— Woods' Great Peppermint Cure.—[Advt]
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Evening Star, Issue 19546, 3 May 1927, Page 1
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72Page 1 Advertisements Column 6 Evening Star, Issue 19546, 3 May 1927, Page 1
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