Smith had an uncle—very ill— Expressed a wish to make his will: ‘‘Leave everything to you, my hoy.” Smith struggled to conceal his joy! •lust to reduce his temperature, They gave him Woods’. Great Peppermint Cure. Poor Smith! Mis dreams of wealth were vain, His uncle’s up and out again!
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Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXI, Issue 27, 16 September 1911, Page 3
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50Page 3 Advertisements Column 3 Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXI, Issue 27, 16 September 1911, Page 3
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