HOSTILE
There’s nothing wrong with the spirit of the troops. Stopping to light my pipe a few days ago, I saw a trucu-lent-looking lad about 10 years old, eyeing me from a gateway. “Hello, son!” “Hello!” “What’s your name?” “Puggy!” “Can you fight?” “Too right!” “Whom can you lick?” “I can lick any of these guys around here?” “What’s your last name?” “What’s yours?” he countered, combatively.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 176, 15 October 1927, Page 27 (Supplement)
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67HOSTILE Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 176, 15 October 1927, Page 27 (Supplement)
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