Lost, strayed—gone none knows where, 'Twas with me yesterday, I do declare. It racked my chest, my head was sore, It's gone, I'll ne'er sco it more. What? Not a cough? Yes, yes. for sure; Lost when I used Woods' Peppermint Cure.—Advt.
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Evening Post, Volume XCII, Issue 40, 16 August 1916, Page 8
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42Page 8 Advertisements Column 2 Evening Post, Volume XCII, Issue 40, 16 August 1916, Page 8
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