Much troubled in mind, the Cynic reclined, His star was not In ascendantHe deigned not to scoff for he bad'bad a bad cough, . . And a tear from his nose was pendant. •Til away!" said Dlog, “To Delphi I'll Jos, And consult that oracle sure." He went, and.it said, “For a cold In the head, Take Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure.” —Adri.
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Dominion, Volume 27, Issue 170, 16 April 1934, Page 7
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60Page 7 Advertisements Column 1 Dominion, Volume 27, Issue 170, 16 April 1934, Page 7
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