Leaving a fashionable hotel, a wealthy but mean man was surrounded by a batch of servants, all expecting tips. He managed to dodge them, however, and ran quickly to his car. Here, however, he was once again given a momentary shock. A uniformed porter stood at the door of the saloon. He thrust out a hungry-look-ing palm. “You’re not going to forget me, sir?” the porter inquired anxiously. The* departing guest .took the outstretched hand and shook it most heartily. “ No,” he returned. “I’ll write to you.”-
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Evening Star, Issue 20134, 26 March 1929, Page 11
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87Page 11 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Star, Issue 20134, 26 March 1929, Page 11
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