The "Funeral Director" wept, For tnido was dreadful bad, One victim of senile decay, The only job lie had. In old-time winters biz kept brisk, Bad colds made death so sure; Now, all survive and smile and thriva Qu Woods' Great Peppermint Cure. --Advt.
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Dominion, Volume 9, Issue 2678, 26 January 1916, Page 2
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44Page 2 Advertisements Column 2 Dominion, Volume 9, Issue 2678, 26 January 1916, Page 2
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