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O'er all there hung the shadow of a fear, A sense of misery his visage haunted, Whioh said as plain as whisper in the ear "With ' flu , he's haunted." But I will not repine a little bit, Woods' Peppermint Cure is wanted. He took some—now he'« well and fit, The " flu " avaunted.
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Observer, Volume XXXVI, Issue 38, 27 May 1916, Page 21
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52Page 21 Advertisements Column 3 Observer, Volume XXXVI, Issue 38, 27 May 1916, Page 21
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