A piep# of Mring on my finger! Now, what can that be for? Something I havo to remember To fetch to-night from the storo Mywifo said she'd die without it. Her cough *he could never endure : Her cough ! Now I know what she's wantIt'a Woodi' GhMt Ptpptrmlat Curt. -naVdrt.
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Evening Post, Volume LXXIX, Issue 81, 7 April 1910, Page 3
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49Page 3 Advertisements Column 1 Evening Post, Volume LXXIX, Issue 81, 7 April 1910, Page 3
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