just singing and Whirling along, I’m Sitting On Top of the World, Some day from my perch 111 be hurled When the wheels of the world go wrong. At present I’m whirling alright, Tho’ sometimes a cold I endure: So in winter I hold on tight . And take Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure,
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Greymouth Evening Star, 13 May 1927, Page 11
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52Page 11 Advertisements Column 2 Greymouth Evening Star, 13 May 1927, Page 11
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