A GUILTY CONSCIENCE. Wniirily the tramp meandered iip the garden path, and took off liis hut to the lady of the house. Sim eyed him keenly. “ t.ook here, aren’t you the man to whom I gave a. good, big meal one eold, bleak February morning?” she demanded, sternly. “ I’m the man, mum,” was the reply. “ Well, do yon remember you promised fo shovel all flip, snow out of my garden, and Mien .sneaked off without doing it!- 1 ” " Yes, mum, an’ conscience smote me. That's the reason I tramped all the way bark* here through the blazing sun to finish the job.” SEARCH FOR MISSING HEIR. Having satisfied yourself that you cannot bo the heir to a lame fortune, the best thing to do is to console yourself with a soot or two of J.D.K.Z. Gin. A delightful stimulant. Dons not over-heat the blood Guaranteed absolutely pure. Look for the White Heart label on the square bottle. All hotels and bottle stores.—[Advt.]
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Evening Star, Issue 19661, 14 September 1927, Page 13
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162Page 13 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Star, Issue 19661, 14 September 1927, Page 13
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