Lost, stolen, strayedgone none knows where. Twas with lie yesterday, I do declare. Ic racked my chest, my head was sore. It's gone, I'll never see it more. What? Not a cough? Yea, yes. for syre; Lost when I used Woods' Peppermint Cure.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LII, Issue 16025, 17 September 1915, Page 9
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43Page 9 Advertisements Column 1 New Zealand Herald, Volume LII, Issue 16025, 17 September 1915, Page 9
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