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THE ' parson was tinkering , with his car, and had just barked his knuckles' through a spanner slipping. He stood m silence, frowning at his bleeding hand. /'Well," remarked a friend, that was the most profane silence I ever ' heard." y \ ■ ■ ■ i .''■■ y
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NZ Truth, Issue 1290, 28 August 1930, Page 14
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43ELOQUENT NZ Truth, Issue 1290, 28 August 1930, Page 14
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