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DOROTHY DENNISON.

"Oh, say, have you seen her, the winsomest maid, (This is neither a fancy or whimsy). Dancing at dawn where the rose-walk is laid, In frocks that are frilly and flimsy? Their colour is pink with corsage of green, (She favours " rose-pink" you remember). It is near:? a year since last she was seen, . The month was—(/ think)— last December. Perhaps she was cooped in the rose-stems too long, (Her gowns are so crushed and so rumpled). ' But daintily moving the garments among, She smoothes out each one, that is crumpled. And spreads them o'er fences and every stone wall,. (The roadside's a alow of pink glory!). Ah! "Dorothy Dennison," sweetest of a 11..'. '. • .... (I've come to .the end of the story.") —Specially written' and illustrated for " Boys, and Girls," by, Ruthyn.

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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXV, Issue 20118, 1 December 1928, Page 4 (Supplement)

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DOROTHY DENNISON. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXV, Issue 20118, 1 December 1928, Page 4 (Supplement)

DOROTHY DENNISON. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXV, Issue 20118, 1 December 1928, Page 4 (Supplement)