o There was a poor man up at Cairns, Who possessed but a wife and twelve bairns, Whose wheezing and sneezing was so far, from pleasing, «. That it gave him some, awful bad turns. In the midst of his terrible plight, 'Midst the coughing and barking at night, He found a friend sure in Woods' Peppermint Cure,
I Go to Etz in time to avoid the rush.*
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Bush Advocate, Volume XXI, Issue 303, 26 June 1909, Page 5
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67Page 5 Advertisements Column 2 Bush Advocate, Volume XXI, Issue 303, 26 June 1909, Page 5
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