i The prirlo of other days had fled, j Weak was his chest and bowed his head ; |ld is friends had gone to their last | home, • And he, alas! was loft alone. ! He, courted death to end his ills, I No longer life could he endure; j Hut now he’s happy as can ho i Taking Woods’ Great Peppermint ; Cure. 22
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Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXVI, Issue 89, 19 August 1913, Page 4
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61Page 4 Advertisements Column 5 Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXVI, Issue 89, 19 August 1913, Page 4
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