“Why are you crying, little boy?” “ Farcer ’it ’is fumb wiv a ’arnmer—an’ I laughed.” The way it was long, and road it was dark And the wayfarer fell in the pond in the park, And it filled him right up to the Plhnsoli mark. And not. only filled but chilled him! He contrived to get home-ail a shiver anri shake, He’d a terrible cold and had swallowed at lake: But Woods’ Peppermint Cure thcy induced him to take. Or the cold that he caught would have tailed hiral—fAdvtA .
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Evening Star, Issue 14036, 17 April 1909, Page 1
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89Page 1 Advertisements Column 8 Evening Star, Issue 14036, 17 April 1909, Page 1
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