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FOR THE SAKE OF THE LITTLE ONES.
The light in the conservatory was soft. And so was Archibald—on Ermyntrude. "One," he murmured—"just one! Why not?"' She cast her eyes down coyly to the ground. , 1 ' responded Ermyntrude, nervously plucking to pieces s tlie fietals of a priceless orchid—'"but here are mici'obes in kisses.*'
The playful splashing of the fountain mingled harmoniously with the low, deep voice of the young man. "I know," he murmured passionately; "but my microbes are so lonely!"
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Marlborough Express, Volume XLIII, Issue 298, 18 December 1909, Page 6
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81FOR THE SAKE OF THE LITTLE ONES. Marlborough Express, Volume XLIII, Issue 298, 18 December 1909, Page 6
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