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FACING THE POWDER

OELIEVE me, if all those cosmetical charms Which I gaze on so sweetly tonight. Were to fade by tomorrow and flee from my sight, l*d know—that you’d washed your face!

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Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 714, 13 July 1929, Page 3

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33

FACING THE POWDER Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 714, 13 July 1929, Page 3

FACING THE POWDER Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 714, 13 July 1929, Page 3