The tobacconist had a cough so bad, He looked as pale as death; His "pipes" were stuffed, he only "puffed," Oould scarcely "draw" a breath. He looke da "weed' "'cut up," indeed, And thought he'd soon be "clay, But- Peppermint Cure, that remedy pure, Drove ills and doubts away.
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Horowhenua Chronicle, 28 September 1910, Page 1
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49Page 1 Advertisements Column 5 Horowhenua Chronicle, 28 September 1910, Page 1
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