Christmas comes but once a year, And when it comes—why, then it's here; But this of colds we cannot say, They come, they go, they often stay, And merge into a nasty cough, Which we have trouble to drive off. Vain the attempt unless we procure A bottle of Wood's Great Peppermint Cure. 22
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Press, Volume LXIII, Issue 12824, 7 June 1907, Page 7
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54Page 7 Advertisements Column 2 Press, Volume LXIII, Issue 12824, 7 June 1907, Page 7
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