Oh! what an anxious time vre had When mother had bronchitis bad; We tip-to&d up and down tha stair*, Or sat in silence in our chairs. But jurt imagine our delight, Dear grandma came and put thing: rig-Tft. When wa grow up, it's certain sure, We'll swear by Great Peppo-min* CJatfc - r '* J
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Evening Star, Issue 16848, 25 September 1918, Page 1
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53Page 1 Advertisements Column 8 Evening Star, Issue 16848, 25 September 1918, Page 1
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