As Sergeant Larke patrolled the park, He heard tivo srieeaesju the dark. With staff gripped tight, lie flashed his light, His stern tones echoed through the night, “Kape aJvf th’ grass! ye coople there; Yure dith of coivld' ye’ll' get, f’r shure! ComeMnmy home, ye love-sick pair, And hoth take Woods 5 Great Peppermint Cure.’ 5 11
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Mataura Ensign, 22 June 1915, Page 2
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57Page 2 Advertisements Column 3 Mataura Ensign, 22 June 1915, Page 2
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