I love tho calm and stately minuet, I love old Trine -with body and bonnet; And choice cigars come always good to me When music thrills my soul to ecstasy. I lore “ love’s old swost song” at oven tide, When she whom I adore is by my side; And when I bronchial agony endure, I lorn my Wood*’ Great Pcjpaiauii.t Cure. —J-AAviJ
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Evening Star, Issue 18022, 17 July 1922, Page 1
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62Page 1 Advertisements Column 6 Evening Star, Issue 18022, 17 July 1922, Page 1
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