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Evening Star, Issue 19617, 25 July 1927, Page 1

Disappointed.—The tramp had fallowed her from town. Tlo had observed the purse which she held in her hand. It was fat even as a plump partridge. She was returning from the shops, and he waited his opportunity. It was dusk. A lonely part of the road was reached. He sprang forward, snatched the purse from her hand, and disappeared. He wended his way hack to town. Gleefully he sought his attic room, “ I shall dine well to-night,” he said. And he opened the nurse and swooned. It was fat with dress patterns! Six simple rules I give to-day: Pure water and sunshine every way, Fresh air and exercise; that makes four; And to make six you must have two more. The fifth is, of course, Content; be ran That the sixth .s Woods’ Great Fopperodat .Cure.—[Advt.] '*