WRONGFUL APPLICATION.
It wag a wet, cold," nasty day, and Clarence, coughing and shivering, stood before a chemist's window. In this window, between two enormous jars, one filled with a beautiful clear blue liauid, the other with a beautiful clear red "one! Clarence's eyes rested on a sign that said:— No More Coughs. No More Colds. 2s 6d a Bottle. Clarence entered the shop. The chemist said he could guarantee the remedj"-, and the young man bought a bottle. Two days later he returned again through mire and sleet. "I've drunk that mixture," he gasped, "and it seems to have plugged up^ my throat. I can hardly breathe!" "You drank it!" the druggist cried. "Why, man alive, it's an indiarubber solution to put on the soles' of your shoes!" '
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Evening Post, Volume CXIII, Issue 30, 5 February 1927, Page 21
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129WRONGFUL APPLICATION. Evening Post, Volume CXIII, Issue 30, 5 February 1927, Page 21
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