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THE CLUB.

Papa: “You were up late last night,

daughter.” Daughter: “Yes, papa; our fresh air club met on the piazza.” Papa: “Who belong to your fresh air club ?”

Daughter (slowly and somewhat reluctantly): "Well—Jack and—and — me.”

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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXII, Issue XXIII, 4 June 1904, Page 68

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THE CLUB. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXII, Issue XXIII, 4 June 1904, Page 68

THE CLUB. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXII, Issue XXIII, 4 June 1904, Page 68