. She was the sorb of woman who always tolls everybody her business. With a cheery smile she settled herself at tho counter of the hosier’s shop and began: “My husband has been very ill—very ill indeed. So I have to do bis shopping; and 1 want a shirt.” “ Certainly, madamo,” said the assistant. ? “ Stiff front and cull's ?” “Oh, no,” she exclaimed. “ The doctor says
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Evening Star, Issue 20988, 30 December 1931, Page 5
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64Page 5 Advertisements Column 1 Evening Star, Issue 20988, 30 December 1931, Page 5
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