Lost, strayed—gone none knows where, ’Twa's with mo yesterday, I do declare. It racked my chest, my head was soro, It’s gone, I’ll ne’er see it more. What? Not a cough? Yes, yos, for sure; LftS.Urebsa. Xufi«L Woods! E«iEatmint Cura
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Lyttelton Times, Volume CXVII, Issue 17250, 18 August 1916, Page 8
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40Page 8 Advertisements Column 4 Lyttelton Times, Volume CXVII, Issue 17250, 18 August 1916, Page 8
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