I dreamt that I tossed on a fever'd bed (With the curtains gather'd and drawn), With a hacking cough and a burning head, Vainly waiting the tardy dawn. When close to my bedside an angel came With a phial of liquid pure, And I read on the label a magic nameIt was Woods' Great Pjeitebmint Cube
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Page 3 Advertisements Column 2, Ashburton Guardian, Volume XXII, Issue 6587, 3 June 1905
Page 3 Advertisements Column 2 Ashburton Guardian, Volume XXII, Issue 6587, 3 June 1905
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