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The Suburban Hardener at Work.

The thrifty man looks at his lawn. "That crass," he says, "I'll cut at dawn. !|!i!I!! I I I 1 1 J 1 I And this as how it looks, when o'er The lawn he runs his dull lawn-mower: 1111111 I I I I I I "I see," saj's he, "it's merely bent," And back he goes, though well-nigh spent: ))))))))))))> "Well, I'll be switched! Confound such hay!" He cries. "I'll go the other way." ((<<(((((<<<( Grown desperate now, the shears he snatches, And cuts the grass in gobs and patches: 1i » (( ( 11 ! )) ) 11 I Only to find next day, at dawn, A dandehon-spargled lawn : '♦•!!!*!!! 1 !!!!*• t ! • • • • — Cincinnati Commercial Tribune.

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Otago Witness, Issue 2572, 8 July 1903, Page 84

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The Suburban Hardener at Work. Otago Witness, Issue 2572, 8 July 1903, Page 84

The Suburban Hardener at Work. Otago Witness, Issue 2572, 8 July 1903, Page 84