SONG. Death clutched at one who laughed at Death, And drove the ghoul away. “Off, Fool!" ho cried, “and save your breath. For I am hero to stay.” Ho fears not Death who hath for friend A precious store of ROYAL BLEND! Grim Death himself would sure grow frisky, , Inspired by Gihnour Thomson's Whisky. *
The Yorkshire Society will hold its monthly mooting at Godber’s rooms this evening, at eight o’clock.
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New Zealand Times, Volume XXXII, Issue 7024, 12 January 1910, Page 5
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70Page 5 Advertisements Column 2 New Zealand Times, Volume XXXII, Issue 7024, 12 January 1910, Page 5
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