Much troubled in mind t.he cynic reclined, HLg star was not in the ascendant i Ho deigned not to scoff, he had a bad cough, And a tear from his nose was pedant. "I'll away, said Doig, "to Delphi I'll jog, And consult the oracle sure." Ho went, and it said, "For a cold in the head Tfcko Woods' Great Peppermint Cure." r-Advfc«
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Evening Post, Volume LXXVIII, Issue 107, 2 November 1909, Page 7
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63Page 7 Advertisements Column 4 Evening Post, Volume LXXVIII, Issue 107, 2 November 1909, Page 7
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