“ I’ve asked for money, begged for money, cried for money,” said the tramp in an agonised voice. “ That's all very well,” answered the housewife, “ But have you ever thought of working for it?” “ Not yet, rnura. I’m going through the alphabet, and I ain't got to ‘W yet.” “ I don’t know whether I love you or Freddie,” said the girl doubtfully; ‘‘bo how can I marry you?” “ I don't think vou’d make any mistake by marrying me,” answered the patient young suitor. “ Oh, I don’t know. Freddie plays a saxophone, and is a splendid dancer,” returned the girl. “ But my recommendation is better than his.” “How so?” ,“T’ve worked throe years in a restaurant washing dish**-”
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Evening Star, Issue 19664, 17 September 1927, Page 18
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116Page 18 Advertisements Column 4 Evening Star, Issue 19664, 17 September 1927, Page 18
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