When Wintry tears my eyes o’erflow In painful sympathy with my nose, I rest my heavy head and sigh For some relief, or I shall die. The hacking cough, the hard-drawn breath, Can only mean approaching death, But no, the remedy, Life’s Renewer, Is found in Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure.
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Grey River Argus, 6 September 1939, Page 7
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50Page 7 Advertisements Column 1 Grey River Argus, 6 September 1939, Page 7
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