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What Was Left For Her.

It was a thud-and-blunder melodrama in the local theatre of the small town of Slowham. Murders galore had taken place, and at last the fair heroine of the piece was weeping over the death of her lover at the hands of the villain of the play. "What—oh, what," she cried, in her best limelight tones—"what can I do? What is left for mo now?" There was a lull, and you could have heard a pin drop, when suddenly the answer came fiom the gallery, where a youth was crying, in shrill voice: "Choc o-lates—choc-o-lates!"

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Otago Witness, Issue 3030, 10 April 1912, Page 82

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What Was Left For Her. Otago Witness, Issue 3030, 10 April 1912, Page 82

What Was Left For Her. Otago Witness, Issue 3030, 10 April 1912, Page 82