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“I’m very sorry,” said the innkeeper, “ but you two will have to sleep together to-night; you will be alright. It’s a feather bed.” After about an hour’s repose one of the holiday-makers turned to the other, and said with a groan: “Aye, Jim, it’s about my turn to lie on . that -feather.”-

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Evening Star, Issue 19919, 16 July 1928, Page 9

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Untitled Evening Star, Issue 19919, 16 July 1928, Page 9

Untitled Evening Star, Issue 19919, 16 July 1928, Page 9