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“ Look. Clarence.” cried the sweet young wile one evenin'!;, “Ihave a packet of your favourite cigarettes here, so we have saved eightpence tin’s week.” “ How do you make that out, darling? Did you win them at bridge, or .something?” ” So; I just took one out of your ease every little while and put it aside for you.”

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Evening Star, Issue 21824, 13 September 1934, Page 7

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Page 7 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Star, Issue 21824, 13 September 1934, Page 7

Page 7 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Star, Issue 21824, 13 September 1934, Page 7