Lost, stolen, strayed—gone none knows' where, 'Twas with me yesterday, I do declare. It racked my chest, my head was sore. It's gone, I'll never see it more. What? Not a cough? Yes, yes, for sure; Lost when I used Woods' Peppermint Cure. —Advt.
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Hawera & Normanby Star, Volume LXIX, Issue LXIX, 21 May 1915, Page 3
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44Page 3 Advertisements Column 2 Hawera & Normanby Star, Volume LXIX, Issue LXIX, 21 May 1915, Page 3
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