He blushed, a fiery red ; lier heart went pit-a-pat; she gently hung her head and looked down on the mat. He trembled in his speech ; he rose from where he sat; and shouted with a screech, " You're sitting on my hat!" No tiling in the world will make a man so wild as to dream that he is kissing an academy girl, and wake up to find that a depraved fly is waltzing around the ragged edge of his mouth. "Oh, my dear sir," said a poor sufferer to a dentist, " that is the second wrong tooth you've pulled out." " Very sorry, my dear sir," said the blundering operator ; " but as there were only three when I began, I am sure to be right next time."
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Oamaru Mail, Volume I, Issue 227, 13 January 1877, Page 2
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126Page 2 Advertisements Column 2 Oamaru Mail, Volume I, Issue 227, 13 January 1877, Page 2
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