i They brought me eucalyptus oil. I My'Sundav suit they tr'ed to spoil; i At last I had to cry opt “Stop!” j | c-.molt just like a chemist’s shop. It did no good, my cold grew Averse. , And lighter grew my slender purse; ! My son brought Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure, i It saved my life —of that I’m sure, x
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Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXIV, Issue 12, 6 September 1912, Page 5
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60Page 5 Advertisements Column 5 Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXIV, Issue 12, 6 September 1912, Page 5
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