The rum was strong, tlio \dnsky old, And yet it could not shift the cold; They thought him bad, his friends were sad; "All up," they said, each shook his head. But one said "No, he's got a. show; I'll fix him up, I'm pretty sure." His word was true, they pulled him through With Woods' Great Peppermint Cure. r-Advt.
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Evening Post, Volume LXXX, Issue 5, 6 July 1910, Page 3
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60Page 3 Advertisements Column 1 Evening Post, Volume LXXX, Issue 5, 6 July 1910, Page 3
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