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A tender-hearted old gentleman came across a very small child crying bitterly. “Now,” he said, kindly, “be a good little boy and don’t cry any more.” “I—l can’t be a good little boy,” gulped the cjiild. “But why can’t you?” said the old gentleman. “I—l can’t,” persisted the child. “There, there, now,” said the old gentleman, taking a penny from his pocket, “here’s something for yon. Now tell me why you can’t be a good little boy?” “’Cos I’m a little girl,” she replied.

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Greymouth Evening Star, 27 January 1933, Page 2

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Untitled Greymouth Evening Star, 27 January 1933, Page 2

Untitled Greymouth Evening Star, 27 January 1933, Page 2