The scent of roses after rain, Suffusing- sweetness where wo tread, forgotten love songs hoard again, Like echoes from glad years long sped. Sweet words of comfort whispered low Whene'er wo bronchial pangs, endure, Glad words which even infants know—- " Yes, dear, it’s Woods’ Peppermint Ouae^
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Evening Star, Issue 18033, 29 July 1922, Page 1
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46Page 1 Advertisements Column 8 Evening Star, Issue 18033, 29 July 1922, Page 1
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