I care not if the world rolls on. Or ends to leave no race or trace, j With all its purport dead and gone. Mere cosmic dust in endless space. I care not while the mood shall last, A brief despondency, be sure— The cold I caught will soon be past. I'm taking Woods' Great Peppermin; Cure. —(Ad.)
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Auckland Star, Volume LXII, Issue 127, 1 June 1931, Page 11
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58Page 11 Advertisements Column 1 Auckland Star, Volume LXII, Issue 127, 1 June 1931, Page 11
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