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YOU'VE HIT IT! " Now there can't be any qaestion abont it! St. Jacobs Oil does conquer painLook here, Bill Snooks got the rheup_a**_s, and lay round his fireside grembUng with the weather, Major Atkinson, his family. Gladstone, the rheumatism, and every other celebrity he could think of. His wife, finding him no company, went to a prayer meeting for cheerful society and relief: the eldest boy suddenly recollected he had to meet his boss at the warehouse; and Sally, the girl who played the piano and sang "Home, Sweet Home" as a rule, went tooed under the impression she had a headache. Bill growled himself black in the face until Mrs Bill returned with a bottle of St. Jacob's Oil, which the minister recommended her to get, and then the equanimity of the Snooks household was restored, and the hired girl got a new bonnet. Now, is there any doubt about that? You knew Snooks, of course you did."

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Press, Volume XLVI, Issue 7285, 15 April 1889, Page 2

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Page 2 Advertisements Column 3 Press, Volume XLVI, Issue 7285, 15 April 1889, Page 2

Page 2 Advertisements Column 3 Press, Volume XLVI, Issue 7285, 15 April 1889, Page 2