Sing me the Bongs my mother sung to me, Tell me the tales she told me at her knee; Old friends are best, oh, love them while ye may. 1 The air is sweetest at the close of day. "Old friends are best?" Aye, what*" wo*-ds could be truer Than that old friend, Woods' Great Peppermint Cure.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIII, Issue 19384, 20 July 1926, Page 14
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57Page 14 Advertisements Column 2 New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIII, Issue 19384, 20 July 1926, Page 14
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