The newly-married couple had fallen out. The quarrel lasted through the night, and next morning the wife, without speaking, went down to prepare breakfast. Thinking it was time to make peace, the husband wont to the top of the stairs and called: “What’s for breakfast, darling?” “Rats!” came back the (art reply. “ All right, dear,” replied hubby; “ cook one for yourself, but boil me an egg.”-
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Evening Star, Issue 19615, 22 July 1927, Page 4
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66Page 4 Advertisements Column 2 Evening Star, Issue 19615, 22 July 1927, Page 4
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