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Each Summer's eve as Iba sun goes down I watch till Daddy comes home from town! To pass tho timo while I. gaily wait I sing and swing on tho garden gate. But when, the days are gloomy and chill I perch within on the window-sill Till Daddy arrives and I make sure Be thought of Woodi' Great Peppermint ;. Cur* ; -i-Advt

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Evening Post, Volume CVII, Issue 82, 5 April 1924, Page 20

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Page 20 Advertisements Column 1 Evening Post, Volume CVII, Issue 82, 5 April 1924, Page 20

Page 20 Advertisements Column 1 Evening Post, Volume CVII, Issue 82, 5 April 1924, Page 20