Much 1 rouhied in mind, the cynic reclined. His star was not in the ascendant; He deigned not to scolT. he had a bad cough. And a tear from his nose was pendant •Til away." said Diog, “To Delphi I’ll log. And consult that oracle sure." He went, and it said. “For a coid in the head Take Woods' Great Peppermint Cure.
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXXIII, 11 May 1939, Page 13
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62Page 13 Advertisements Column 4 Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXXIII, 11 May 1939, Page 13
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