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Mr. Jones, of Taranaki, who was spending a week, in Ohristchurch, had called at 4/lie house of an acquaintance. • ' I declare,' he said, 4 it cures me of my homesickness to drop in here and see a little of your home life— er— ah — not that your home life is anything but the — what I mean -of— of course, is that it makes me hanker still more f or my own , horne — or, rather, that — on the homioeopathetdc principle, you know, that a hair of the dog that bit you— which isn't at all what I" mean, to be sure, but— when /a man is lonesome he can enjoythe society of almost any body— and " yet that- isn't exactly what I— what I was trying to— because, you understand, as the poet says, that home,' be it ever soso humble, you know — which your's isn't — there's ' no place like one's own— notwithstanding which I'yehiad an exceedingly pleasant— well, I must be going: Good evening. 1 - "
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New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXXV, Issue 16, 18 April 1907, Page 38
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167SLIGHTLY MIXED New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXXV, Issue 16, 18 April 1907, Page 38
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