Father: “Yes, sir, I began as an of-fice-boy, and here I am at the top of the tree. And what is my reward? Why, when I die my son will be the greatest rascal in town.” The Prodigal (calmly): “Yes, pater. But not till you diet"
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLIII, Issue 20, 17 November 1909, Page 50
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46Untitled New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLIII, Issue 20, 17 November 1909, Page 50
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