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TOO MUCH OF IT.

Dick had. had enough of the new baby.

Openly he rocked its cradle, ran here and there for mother on its behalf, aired its silly little clothes in front of the fire.

Inwardly he was of the opinion that if a baby sister meant all this fuss and bother, he'd just as soon be without one.

The climax came when, after a specially busy day, his mother told him to run upstairs and bring down baby's nightie.

"Don't want to!" muttered Dick, grumpily.

"Oh, Dick," exclaimed his mother, "if you're not good to tho little pet she'll put on her tiny wings and fly back to heaven!"

"Well, then, mum, let her put on her wings and fly upstairs for her nightgown I" came the rebellious reply.

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Rodney and Otamatea Times, Waitemata and Kaipara Gazette, 23 June 1915, Page 6

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TOO MUCH OF IT. Rodney and Otamatea Times, Waitemata and Kaipara Gazette, 23 June 1915, Page 6

TOO MUCH OF IT. Rodney and Otamatea Times, Waitemata and Kaipara Gazette, 23 June 1915, Page 6