A depressed looking fellow went to the Lost Properly Office to inquire about a handbag his wife had dropped in the street. “And what is her name, please?” asked the official. “Helen Summer,” said the meek man. Here he paused, and added, softly and with' feeling;, “and it’s the same in winter.” At school a little girl was asked the number of her house. “Please. Tdon't’ know!” she said. “Tut! tut!” said the teacher. “ Bring it to-morrow, will you?” Xoxt day came, and the teacher asked her if she had thef number of her house. “ Please, no.” said the little girl. “It's fixed on so [tightly I could not get it off.”-’
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Evening Star, Issue 20135, 27 March 1929, Page 11
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112Page 11 Advertisements Column 8 Evening Star, Issue 20135, 27 March 1929, Page 11
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