Life is full of pain and trouble, Arduous toil and ceaseless care; Pleasure but an empty bubble, Yet wo seek it everywhere. Though of sorrow we must borrow. Needless colds we won't endure, Finding solace ere the morrow, In some Woods' Great Peppermint Cure.
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Colonist, Volume LIV, Issue 13396, 20 April 1912, Page 6
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44Page 6 Advertisements Column 1 Colonist, Volume LIV, Issue 13396, 20 April 1912, Page 6
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