The i'wbmair wore a worried look, ,;Her brow was creased with care, The;; chemist's store by storm she took ; And hailed a salesman there. :>/p-:-Sir.;?» she said; /'l'm ill with dread, i-.-^My.'-child will die, I'm sure; ■ With {croup he's ,sick, please serve me ."quick! . 'vWdtfrWoqds' Great Peppermint Cure.
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Colonist, Volume LXI, Issue 15041, 8 April 1919, Page 5
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48Page 5 Advertisements Column 5 Colonist, Volume LXI, Issue 15041, 8 April 1919, Page 5
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