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Thames Star, Volume LXVI, Issue 20271, 25 March 1938, Page 4

BID THAT COLD BE GONEI To quickly check that cough, get PULMONAS. Just let one of those effective Pulmonas dissolve slowly in your mouth, and as you inhale, its curative antiseptic vapours will be carried right to the root of the trouble. Relief la instant. Get a tin of PULMONAS to-day. Keep them handy. Pulmonas, 17-, 1/6, 2/6 everywhere. —Ad.

"The two most agreeablest words in the langwidge?" remarked the bus driver as he started the old bus, "is 'wot's yours?' —when somebody else sez 'em to you. Yuss, I just been 'aving a quick one. And now for a smoke! — Wot? Don't smoke? Well, I'm blowed! Injewrious? No fear! That's a 'fairy/ that is, Mister! The poet sez there's nuffin' 'art' so sweet in life as luv's young dream. But 'e's wrong. The sweetest thing in life, bar none, is a smoke. I orta know! Been smoking for donkey's 'ears! Yu try it, Mister! It's never too late to learn. Start on Biverhead Gold; it makes luvly cigarettes, but smokes sweet in a pipe. Ditto Desert Gold. Later you kin sample Cavendish, or Navy Cut Plug No. 3 (Bulldog'). Bosker! Arter that, there's my pertikler fancy, Cut Plug No. 10 (Bullshead). Full strength. They can't 'urt yer. They're toasted. You learn, Mister, and when you're puffing away all yer troubles you'll call bessin's on my 'ead. Won't charge you nuffln fer the tip but it's worth money. So long!"—Ad.