My "joints are all cold," cook; The back of my "tongue" is quite "raw." I'm iust "overdone,"' I feel terribly crook, With a pain like a "boil on my jaw. My "flesh" is quite "chilled;" it's the "flu." I'll not. take "pot" luck, said this stewer ; I'll set what is best, old or new, That's Woods' great Peppermint Cure.
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume XLV, Issue XLV, 18 April 1910, Page 5
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59Page 5 Advertisements Column 3 Nelson Evening Mail, Volume XLV, Issue XLV, 18 April 1910, Page 5
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