Little Tommy was running errands for his sister. Among the requirements were some from the chemist. “ I want a box of powder for my sister,” said the boy over the counter. “ Certainly,” replied the chemist, and, thinking to have a joke, he added: “Some that goes off with a bang?” Tommy, however, was equal to the occasion. “ No,” lie said brightly; “ the kind that goes on with a puff.”-
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Evening Star, Issue 20985, 26 December 1931, Page 6
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69Page 6 Advertisements Column 1 Evening Star, Issue 20985, 26 December 1931, Page 6
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