It was the steamor Hesperus That sailed the wintry sea, But tho skipper bold had an awful cold, And was sad as sad could be, But bis daughter fair, with the golden hair, Said, "Father, no words oould be truer. No cure on ca.rth has half the worth ■ Ot Woods' Groat Peppermint Cure."—
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Evening Post, Volume LXXXIX, Issue 104, 4 May 1915, Page 8
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53Page 8 Advertisements Column 2 Evening Post, Volume LXXXIX, Issue 104, 4 May 1915, Page 8
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