O'er all there hung the shadow of a fear A srnse nf misery his visage haunted,' Whicli said as plain as whisper in the ear "With 'flu' he's haunted." But I will not repine a little bit. Woods' Peppermint Cure is Wanted. Ho took (louio—now he's wotl and lit.
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Evening Post, Volume XCI, Issue 2, 4 January 1916, Page 8
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49Page 8 Advertisements Column 4 Evening Post, Volume XCI, Issue 2, 4 January 1916, Page 8
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