HASTY AFTERTHOUGHT.
“Policeman,” said a stranger, addressing the officer that was guarding the muddy crossing, “can you direct me ' Here he slipped and fell. “ to the nearest place,” he confined, gathering himself up and surveying his soiled garments, “where they clean clothes?”
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXI, Issue VIII, 22 August 1903, Page 672
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42HASTY AFTERTHOUGHT. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXI, Issue VIII, 22 August 1903, Page 672
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