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The night was cold, .oud was his bark For he’d been sleeping in the park: A friendly policeman heard him yell And made him “comfy” in the coll. Next morn before the beak he stood: His Worship thought ho looked demure So told him to begone an! get Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure. 1C
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Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXVI, Issue 65, 22 July 1913, Page 4
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53Page 4 Advertisements Column 5 Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXVI, Issue 65, 22 July 1913, Page 4
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