“Down where 1 live,” said the visitor. “we grew a pumpkin so big that when we cut it my wife used onehalf of it as a cradle.” “ Why,” smiled his host, ‘‘that’s nothing. A few days ago, right here, two fullgrown policemen were found asleep on a heat.”
A hungry man went into a restaurant and ordered a bowl of soup. The waiter, having brought the soup,_ stood nearby gazing out of a window. “Looks like rain,” he said. “Right you are,” replied the man, “ and it tastes like dishwater.” Shifts grease and grind. That’s what Kleanitt does. Cleans pots, pans, and benches like magic. The best cleanser for engineers’, motorists’, and mechanics' hands. Is 3d per largo tin,, at all stores.—[AdvtfJ
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Evening Star, Issue 19778, 31 January 1928, Page 5
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