Smitli had an uncle—very ill— Impressed a wish to make his will: Leave everything to you, my bey. Smith struggled to conceal bis joy I Juat to reduce hin temperature, They gave him Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure. Poor Smith 1 Jblis dreams of wealth were vain, His uncle’s up and out again! 17
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Lyttelton Times, Volume CXXII, Issue 15715, 7 September 1911, Page 5
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53Page 5 Advertisements Column 2 Lyttelton Times, Volume CXXII, Issue 15715, 7 September 1911, Page 5
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