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Show His Wish Gratified. "Ah." sighed the convalescent soldier sol-dier at a base hospital, "what wouldn't I give for one breath of my native air I" ! "Where d' you come from," asked an ambulance driver. "Frae Aberdeen." "Aberdeen, eh? I came down from there before crossing. Wait half a jiff, and I'll see what I can do for you."' A little later there was a noise of throbbing engines, and a powerful motor mo-tor car drew up before the veranda where the soldiers were sitting. "Now, then," said the obliging driver. driv-er. "Bend down to this wheel, while I unscrew the valve of this back tire. I pumped it up in Aberdeen before I left. Tut your mouth right over il and take a good sup when I let her go." |