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MONDAY
June. 18, 1917
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GENERAL VIEW OP SUNDAY AFTERNOON'S GREAT GATHERING AT ST. PETER'S SCHOOL, FIFTH STREET AND GIRARD
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SECRETARY OF STATE LANSING HONORED BY PRINCETON
'America's foremost diplomat is shown in tho foreground to the left of
President Hibben, -who conferred on him the decree of doctor of laws.
WRITES ANOTHER MASTERPIECE
Louis Tracy, author of "The Day of Wrath," the wonderful
story woven around the German invasion of Belgium, which
will bejjin in serial form in next Saturday's Evening Ledoch.
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"Mary, New Tork aeema to ba aa
awful town In which to buy grocer
ies. Aren't thero any stores where
they sell things lower than to oth
ers do?"
"No, mum I don't know of any.
There's some stores where they sell
cm higher than the others, but they
ain't none where they sell 'em
lower."
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FRIEMOS WOM'T 1a
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Sydney Bulletin.
Slaudle He must have been very
bravo to have enlisted.
Mcslo Oh, he's r.o hero.
Maud!e He ssust be to have couraje
to wear b'.oosiers when he has thos
less.
Down on the World
"Thi3 Is a -hard world," said the
steeplejack as he crashed to the pavement.
Are We in for It, Too?
M$0'
London Opinion.
"Pass alone, please I We can't 'ave
camping out 'ere. Mam."
"But I'm the tall of the Potato Queue 1"
THE ADVENTURES OF EVE I
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"6ve"etheBld?etanH,Sa'Teetl1IU, cnf"t'ni Adam, naughty felloW.
Buea tne Blaa to a little mannequin. (Continued tomorrow.)
BASEBALL. TEAM OF THE CHRIST JCHURCH'ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION
It i prfal to meetilj rjval chjfrch preni$atfon8 and promtoM to gv . fc0t ceui;f, of U$$ ja U,cQBtwsti,o-llK! diaa'oad.
, SCHOOL DAYS
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As They Say It in Gotham
Thold ave. was where she lived,
This maid, or, rather, goll;
Naught knew she of the springs of
love,
This Lucy's name was Poll.
She was a folst-class little lass,
Quite voltuous was she;
But when she sounded R, alas!
The difference to me.
Her Best Friend
MmfolfJie.cfsfer.n'for
p, qT.2?
The Pn!n Bbow,
He George thinks she Is an angel-
dropped from the sliy y!nowr!
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