Laugh, and tho world laughs with you, Snooze, and your friends all groan, For this old earth has need of your mirth. It has colds and coughs of its own. Coufth, and you tho coughing, Kill it with process suro: Laugh—you shall laugh wiih pleasure If you take Woodi? Great Peppermint Cure.—Adyt,
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Evening Post, Volume LXXXVIII, Issue 11, 13 July 1914, Page 7
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52Page 7 Advertisements Column 5 Evening Post, Volume LXXXVIII, Issue 11, 13 July 1914, Page 7
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