Tale Of The Day
A small boy, sent away from a danger area, had been severely reproved by his foster-mother 1 because he had refused to eat • prunes. £ “God will be terribly angry | with you ” rang in his ears as he f went up to bed. | Then came the drone of planes, \ the roar of- guns, and the burst- ? of bombs. | “Where are you, Willie ?” f anxiously shouted the housewife, | who could not find him in his '•room, • He was downstairs, forcing the l prunes down his reluctant throat. • “God's making an awful fuss | over half-a-dozen prunes” he I said,
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Northern Advocate, 24 December 1941, Page 3
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100Tale Of The Day Northern Advocate, 24 December 1941, Page 3
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