Little Smith sat up trembling in bed as the burglar quietly filled his sack with valuables. Having exhausted the resources of one bedroom, the burglar moved into the next, and completely forgot his gun on the dressing table. Jumping out of bed, Smith quickly seized the weapon, took out the bullets, replaced it again, and scrambled between the sheets. “There!” he grinned to himself. “That’s to teach him not to be so ab-sent-minded the next time he comes!” Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure for influenza colds.
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Te Awamutu Courier, Volume 52, Issue 3767, 10 June 1936, Page 7
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