Lost, stolen, strayed— gone none knows where, 'Twas with mo yesterday, I do declare It racked my chest, my head was soro. It's gono, I'll never cc« it more. What ? Not a cough ? Yes. yos, for sure ; Lost whon I used Woods' Peppermint Cure.— Adyt.
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Evening Post, Volume LXXXIX, Issue 105, 5 May 1915, Page 8
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45Page 8 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Post, Volume LXXXIX, Issue 105, 5 May 1915, Page 8
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