I learned while perched upon he knee ; And though they be but simple rhymes t croon them fondly still at times. ’Tis then I realise and know The debt of love to her I owe ; And how well justified and sure. Her faith in Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure. Nip that cold in the bud by treating it instantly with “NAZOL.” Taken on sugar or inhaled, “NAZOL” never fails.
Permanent link to this item
https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/PATM19190801.2.15.5
Bibliographic details
Patea Mail, Volume XLIII, 1 August 1919, Page 2
Word Count
68Page 2 Advertisements Column 5 Patea Mail, Volume XLIII, 1 August 1919, Page 2
Using This Item
Copyright in this material is licensed to the National Library of New Zealand by Jim Clarkson. You can copy, communicate, adapt or reproduce this material for any purpose.