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BIRTH CONTROL Canadian Magistrate, Upholds Propaganda

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TTAWA:

The advocates of birth control are elated by a victory""scored over the Roman Catholic opponents to the use of contraceptives.

A police court magistrate ac- quitted Miss Dorothea Palmer, a Social Worker for the Parents' Information Bureau, of Kitchener, Ontario, who was charged with disseminating through a pamphlet information about Birth control in a suburb of Ottawa, largely populated by French Canadians.

The Roman h ̈ ̈ Catholic Church strongly opposed Miss Palmer's activities, but the magistrate ruled that her work was in the public interest.

THE CHINA MAIL FRIDAY SUPPLEMENT, MAY 28, 1987

РОР Needed! A Nerve Tonic

REALLY, OLD CHAP, 1 HAVENT

THE NERVE

TO BORROW

ANYTHING ELSE

FROM YOU

-YOU HAVEN'T GOT A BOTTLE ·

OF NERVE

TONIC IN THE'

HOUSE, HAVE YOU?

Lost 100 Yards From His Home: Farmer's Plight

home late

RETURNING mending the

week-end with a friend, a Rhenos- terfontein farmer decided to take

a short cut through the bush.

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The night was dark and over-

cast, and in a few minutes the farmer found himself completely lost in the dense bush. After riding about vainly for several hours, he decided to tie his horse' to a tree and wait for the dawn.

Ungirthing his saddle, he placed it beneath a tree and,. using it as a pillow, he covered himself with his greatcoat and tried to sleep.

Unfortunately, about an hour

later rain began to fall in a steady downpour, and the farmer was soon drenched to the skin." He spent the rest of the night in this miserable state, dozing off just before dawn.

He awoke with a start to hear a cock crow close by.

His surprise and annoyance can well be imagined when he found. himself less than 100 yards from his back door.

PRINCESS HAS POSTAL SAVINGS ACCOUNT

LTHOUGH

to

the

A Throne Princess Elizabeth

has become a depositor in the Post Office Savings Bank. This was revealed by the Queen when she visited the Post Office stand at the British Industries Fair.

Prince Edward, the one-year- old son of the Duke and Duchess of Kent, is also a depositor. He owns a "home safe"-a glitter- ing chromium box with parti- tions for every type of coin and notę. The Duke accepted the safe recently when he at- tended the seventy-fifth anni-. versary celebrations of the Post Office Savings Bank movement.

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I'm Sailing To-morrow!

(Continued from Page 7) must have looked ghastly. Then . I got a little silly.

"Saved by the faint," I kept repeating to myself. You know, like they say about those prize fighter fellows when they are ge ting knocked about a bit and the bell rings. The old bean wasn't working very well, but I realised my relief was only temporary. She might come up for the next round. The big boy looked like her brother, too: I wasn't wor- ried about that, though, much. But I didn't want Grace and her mother to get an ear full. thought of making “aa run for it I was a ten-second man în college. But that idea wasn't so good. I would have to pass them all to the girl

get off the plate to talk.

would still get a When she moved

head a little,

I nearly fainted myself.

Then Alphonse rose to the oc- casion. The fellow thinks Idst.

"I would suggest, sir,” he whis- pered tchningly that we induce the ladies to leave before the young lady wakes up."

I threw him a grateful glance. Of course."That's it! Get them walked boldly up away at once.

taking

to Grace and her mother. "Come, come!" I said, the smelling salts away from them. It's all very well to be a good Samaritan, but after all, the girl's a stranger and “

·Grace interrupted me. loudly, I thought.

Rather

"Stranger!” she said. "Why this is Betty Vanton! My best friend."

“Oh,” I said.

Then Grace's mother turned the knife.

"And she has been taking care of YOUR NEW APARTMENT,” "she said.

I said: "Oh!" Black spots came before my Veyes. Huge black coffee spots' on green satin background. I took a big inhale of the smelling salts. Alphonse said: “Don't you think, sir, that we had better be getting the young lady a glass of water?"

"Quite right,” I said.

We went for the water. phonse drank it. I had double whisky instead. I had an- other one while we were packing. As I say, I'd intended spending my honeymoon in Paris-E

But Failing to-morrow!

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Two excellent examples of the art of the camera.

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