Along the years from infancy to age, “One Fleeting Hour” of Miss is all we gain, One sealing kiss of love to grace life’s page And glamour o’er our toll of toil and pain. “One Fleeting Hour” of fear is all we know When influenza’s advent we endure, One priceless bottle teaches all we owe „ . To Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure.
For Cm#* ana Cold, never falls, foods’ peppermint Cure,
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Horowhenua Chronicle, 13 August 1925, Page 3
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69Page 3 Advertisements Column 4 Horowhenua Chronicle, 13 August 1925, Page 3
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