The cry of 41 backsheesh!" and the snarling curs My egress from the calm bazaar deters. As stirred to scorn the Fellahin I curse Who tug the silken tassel of my purse. Laden with treasurd from the mart of trad* I seek the shelter of the cedar’s shade; And there relieve the hoarseness I endure With soothing Woods’ Great Peppermint
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Evening Star, Issue 21080, 18 April 1932, Page 1
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60Page 1 Advertisements Column 5 Evening Star, Issue 21080, 18 April 1932, Page 1
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