The vapid youth seated himself in the dentist’s chair. He wore a wonderful striped silk shirt and an even more wonderful check suit. He also wore the vacant stare that so often goes with both. “I’m afraid to give him gas,” said the dentist to his assistant. “Why?” “Well, how will I know when he’s unconscious?” Signs are in sight of a stormy night, The sandman is calling you. This way to the tub; a bedtime scrub, And a bedtime story, too. This way for blankets in Blanket Bay! Nothing to bring and nothing to pay; And when you croup or a cough endure, Lovely Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure. 19
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Wairarapa Times-Age, 2 June 1938, Page 6
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