With feet soaked in a mustard bath, Poor Grandpa crouched beside the hearth. And gasped 60 hard and looked so glum, Despite three lots of steaming rum, That Grandma, anxious grown {or him, Exclaimed at last to Unclo Jim— "This dread 6uspeme I can't endure, I'll seed for Woods' Great Peppermint Cure." 17
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Press, Volume LIV, Issue 16218, 22 May 1918, Page 7
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53Page 7 Advertisements Column 4 Press, Volume LIV, Issue 16218, 22 May 1918, Page 7
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