With eyelids heavy and red. And nose running and cold, The coachman drove with never a word His horses o'er the "wold. The township at last so obscure Hβ descried; and, dismounting, sped I'or a bottle of Woods' Peppermint Cure For that cold he'd got in his head. —AdTt.
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Dominion, Volume 11, Issue 10, 6 October 1917, Page 10
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49Page 10 Advertisements Column 2 Dominion, Volume 11, Issue 10, 6 October 1917, Page 10
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