"What's your verdict?" in a fury Asked tho counsol of the jury. Though 'twas eomowhat premature ho Could no more endure \ "What's our verdict?" said the foreman, "We've all colds through that door, man ! Give U3 what wo asked Iwfore, man, Wooda' Great Peppermint Cure." —Advt.
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Evening Post, Volume LXXVI, Issue 122, 21 November 1908, Page 5
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46Page 5 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Post, Volume LXXVI, Issue 122, 21 November 1908, Page 5
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