T love the silver tracery of the moon, The sunshine painting golden gems at noon, , ■ r I love the sighing wind, the zephyr soft, 1 , The wee soft cloudlets scurrying by aloft, I love to feel the wondrous glow of health, - . ; ' ' And if a cold should come to me by stealth, • . ' I never let the miscreant foe mature, But fight him fair with Woods’ Great ’ Peppermint Cure*
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Gisborne Times, Volume LXXIII, Issue 12140, 30 December 1933, Page 5
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67Page 5 Advertisements Column 2 Gisborne Times, Volume LXXIII, Issue 12140, 30 December 1933, Page 5
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