The analyst sat in his sanctum alone, His staff had gone home for the night, * And soliloquised thus, in a. critical tone, As he heJd a retort to the light: " Jes f Yes ! I confess 'tis compounded with :■ skill, Its components are potent and pure; If thro' chill I fall ill, I most certainly will Take Woods' Great Peppermint Cure:" /
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Free Lance, Volume XVI, Issue 847, 29 September 1916, Page 10
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