Drowsing as dawn’s faint flush suffused the sky, I heard a voice within th© tavern cry—- " Awake, my little ones! ’Tis almost day, The Tapster waits, the score remains to pay.” *'our husky tones proclaim aloud that we Have rocked the night with riant revelry. Before we greet the lone Muezzin’s call, There’s Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure for all.” ♦
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Wairarapa Age, 4 July 1936, Page 3
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59Page 3 Advertisements Column 2 Wairarapa Age, 4 July 1936, Page 3
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