First Crow—"l am a-thirst, mothinks I shall fly to yonder quarry." Second Crow—"Perchance I shall find a crow-bar there." The blacksmith was hoarse, and feverish, too; He lay on his bed and "belIow"-ed tij. "shoe." The dreadful cold that he had got Had made him feel—well, just "red-hot." I'd lather do three years, said he, In prison walls for "forge'Vy, But ■ho took Woods' Great Peppermint Cure, Which put him on his ''metal" sure. idvt. 21
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Dominion, Volume 4, Issue 986, 29 November 1910, Page 9
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76Page 9 Advertisements Column 2 Dominion, Volume 4, Issue 986, 29 November 1910, Page 9
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