Drowsing' as dawn's faint flush suffused the sky, I heard a voice within the tavern cry—- " Awake my little ones! Tis almost day, The Tapster waits, the score remains to pay." "Our husky tones proclaim aloud that we Have rocked the night with riant revelry. Before we greet the lone Muezzin's call, There's Woods' Great Peppermint Cure for all!" (8)
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King Country Chronicle, Volume XXX, Issue 4845, 14 May 1936, Page 7
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60Page 7 Advertisements Column 2 King Country Chronicle, Volume XXX, Issue 4845, 14 May 1936, Page 7
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