"FIT AS A FIDDLE." "Gosh, that set's knocked me out," said Bill. "Why?" said Sam. "I feel five!" "Yes; but you're always fit," was Bill's envious reply. "How do you do it?" v "It's simple," laughed Sam. "Marshall's." "Marshall's Fospcrino keeps my nerves in good trim and they, in turn, see that my whole system is kept supplied with abuudaut energy." "You should try it, Bill.*" "It scorns worth it," Bill replied. "Sure, it'll keep you fit as a fiddle!" All chemists and stores sell "Marshall's." 100 doses for 2s 6d.—Adyt.
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Evening Post, Volume CXI, Issue 21, 26 January 1931, Page 14
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