TAR. MARTIN MORTIMER re--L-' ports that his charming patient is now convalescent. Directly consciousness returned she asked for Suratura. “QYAWLA uoy ref aet taht ulul raif akerue!” cried the brigand chief. And the fair captive smiled, contented. “/AH, stay awhile, and drink with me th e one an d only perfect tea! That’s Suratura," cried the maid. “I know it is,” said he — and stayed. encore une tasse Y de the, Monsieur G®tan.” “Voila,” madame. Le meilleur . . . le the exquis. Suratura SALE. —Various Ceylon A- Plantations that will not grow a tea comparable to Suratura. No reasonable offer refused. ONE perfect climate —Davos Platz. One perfect city— Nagasaki. One perfect woman—undiscovered. One perfect tea— Suratura! rpHE vicar laughed, the verger ■L sighed. What was it overjoyed the bride and lured the bridegroom from her side? Just Sura-, tural
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Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume I, Issue 56, 16 February 1911, Page 4
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