A littlo boy, a water-hole, A. little slip, upon my soul, He sinks again — I reach a polo, And pull him to tho brink! A little cot, a mother's care, A littlo "tot," a, smile — all ! .Uiero, ■"Woods' Great Peppermint Cure," I declare ! > It'B just the stuff to drink !— Advt.
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Evening Post, Volume LXVIII, Issue 132, 1 December 1904, Page 5
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50Page 5 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Post, Volume LXVIII, Issue 132, 1 December 1904, Page 5
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