; When Oscar Wilde was In his zenith and was pestered by every.class of bore he turned to a lady who gushed; "Oh, Mr. Wilde! Don't say you don't remember me., I .am Mrs.: Smjth," and, smiling, whispered, "Oh, yes! Of course I do, Mrs. Smith.' I remember' your name perfectly, but-T-can never think of your face." ■ T
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Auckland Star, Volume LXXI, Issue 223, 19 September 1940, Page 20
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57Page 20 Advertisements Column 2 Auckland Star, Volume LXXI, Issue 223, 19 September 1940, Page 20
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