“ Let me kiss those tears away, sweetheart,” he said' tenderly. She fell into his arms, and he was very busy for a few minutes. But the tears flowed on. ” Can nothing stop them?” he asked breathlessly. ‘‘Xo,” she murmured. ‘‘lt’s hay fever; but carry on with the treatment.” Xight fell and the two tramps began to look round for a place to lay their heads. ‘‘ What yer going to use as a pillow.?” asked Willie. “This bit of drain pipe,” said Tim. ‘‘ Drain pipe?” echoed his companion. “Won’t that be a bit’ ard?” “Course not.” said Tim. “ I’m going to stuff it with some straw.”-
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Evening Star, Issue 21517, 15 September 1933, Page 14
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