one, and he was doing; full justice to the dinner. The little daughter of his host watched him for a while. Then •she smiled on him brightly, and said: “ Oh, I do wish you were hero to dinner every day.” The guest beamed with satisfaction. “Do you, my dear? Why?” “ Because,” came the unexpected reply, “ there won’t be anything cold to eat to-morrow.”
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Evening Star, Issue 20252, 13 August 1929, Page 14
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