Our ships prow greater year by year. Whilst storm-tossed waves no higher roll $ Yet Neptune hath no loss io fear, The surging sea still-takes his loll! Along the coasts the small craft creep,' Some sheltering inlet to assure— Chilled sailors on the mighty deep Still treasure; Woods’ Great Peppernunß Cure. —[Advi.]
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Evening Star, Issue 20570, 23 August 1930, Page 1
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51Page 1 Advertisements Column 7 Evening Star, Issue 20570, 23 August 1930, Page 1
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