"How do you spell ‘cataclysm’?” asked Richard. “Cat-a-clysm,” replied Gwen, looking up the word in the dictionary. “But why do you ask me?” she added suspiciously. “It’s funny,” said Richard, ignoring her question, “that I do not seem able to spell like I used to.” “Oh, why?” asked Gwen. “Don’t know,” replied Richard. “I think there must be something wrong with my eyes.”
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXVI, 19 August 1933, Page 10
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63"How do you spell ‘cataclysm’?” asked Richard. “Cat-a-clysm,” replied Gwen, looking up the word in the dictionary. “But why do you ask me?” she added suspiciously. “It’s funny,” said Richard, ignoring her question, “that I do not seem able to spell like I used to.” “Oh, why?” asked Gwen. “Don’t know,” replied Richard. “I think there must be something wrong with my eyes.” Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXVI, 19 August 1933, Page 10
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