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Thought Boreas on biting blast Howls from the Frozen Pole, And swept before him, flying past, The sullen storm-clouds roll. Though coughs and colds are in his wake Yet still I feel sacure, And fear him r*^ Because I take My Woods' Gwkat ifc'BPPKBMiNT Cube â– pAIN UI (Plenty Good), Washing Fluid

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Ashburton Guardian, Ashburton Guardian, Volume XXII, Issue 6619, 12 July 1905

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Page 2 Advertisements Column 6 Ashburton Guardian, Volume XXII, Issue 6619, 12 July 1905

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