"I blow," said the Wind, "with all my force, I blow both loud and shrill ; But the puzzle to me, I fail to ccc That I ajn making anyone ill." "Right," said the Sdow, "it is a hard task, For they all seem bo secure; Whenever they're ill with a cold, they ask For Woods' Great Peppermint Cure."
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Evening Post, Volume LXXX, Issue 4, 5 July 1910, Page 9
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58Page 9 Advertisements Column 2 Evening Post, Volume LXXX, Issue 4, 5 July 1910, Page 9
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