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A BEAUTIFUL CREATURE.

When Mr. Merriman woke he beheld his wife sitting up in bed scowling at him.

"Good morning, my dear," he said, but she ignored his remark.

"William Henry," she said, "who is Phyllis? You've been talking about Phyllis all night in your sleep, -and I demand to know who the hussy is."

"Phyllis?" mused Mr. Merriman. "Ah, yes, my dear, Phyllis is Jones's new mare. Such a beautiful creature

you ever saw."

Mrs. Merriman's eyebrows came a little closer together, and William Henry flinched.

"Yes, I daresay you think a lot of her," she cooed. "You asked Jones's mare to put her arms round your neck. You called her your little popsy-wops, and you told Jones's "mare you could die happy if your head was resting on b^ breast."

And then Mr. Merriman had to in vent something fresh.

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Rodney and Otamatea Times, Waitemata and Kaipara Gazette, 30 June 1915, Page 7

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A BEAUTIFUL CREATURE. Rodney and Otamatea Times, Waitemata and Kaipara Gazette, 30 June 1915, Page 7

A BEAUTIFUL CREATURE. Rodney and Otamatea Times, Waitemata and Kaipara Gazette, 30 June 1915, Page 7