The night was cold, loud was his bark, For he'd been sleeping in the park; A friendly policeman hoard him yell, And ma'de him “comfy” in idle cell. Next morn before the beak ho stood; His Worship thought he looked demure, So told him to begone and got Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure. 10 Qualified in London—resrdient in New Plymouth—Ernest Davies, ssb' London optician.
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Taranaki Herald, Volume LXI, Issue 144146, 16 July 1913, Page 7
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63Page 7 Advertisements Column 3 Taranaki Herald, Volume LXI, Issue 144146, 16 July 1913, Page 7
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