When coughs distract you every clay, To pain and suffering you’re a prey; Just go and got without delay— Woods’ Peppermint Cure. You’l find yourself in one short night Heroine (piito well again and bright; You’ll shout—you’re heart will feel so light; “Woods’ Peppermint Cure!” 0
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Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXIX, Issue 92, 8 June 1911, Page 4
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46Page 4 Advertisements Column 5 Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXIX, Issue 92, 8 June 1911, Page 4
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