28 SEPTEMBER 1945, page 9
London Paris
By MARIAN SOMERS I HAVE been offered a job, a job in Paris, on a French newspaper. It is the sudden realisation of all my hopes. In front of me is a concrete and serious chance......
After The Gleaners
The gleaners had left all the field bone bare ; Only the headland grasses, here and there, Impaled that filmy wool a spider weaves When colours fade and autumn chills the air.......
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