lie snoozed and Bnifflod all night long, / \Vu thought his lung* \Vonld burst, » Atiilas he almost lo«t his breath, < Said he, " T fuel I'm curst, [s there no fiiend to .«ucoour ma From this inoht grim pumiar?" And an uugol \oicc ci'iotl out, "There N! Hcnj'o Woods.' Great, Peppermint Cure." —Advt,
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Evening Post, Volume LXXXVII, Issue 68, 21 March 1914, Page 5
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51Page 5 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Post, Volume LXXXVII, Issue 68, 21 March 1914, Page 5
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