I love the silver tracery of the moon, The sunshine painting golden gems at noon, I love the sighing wind, the zephyr soft, The wee soft cloudlets scurrying aloft, [ love to feel the wondrous glow of health, And if a cold should como to me by stealth, I never let the miscreant foe mature, But fight him fair with Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure, 26
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Wairarapa Daily Times, 27 September 1933, Page 3
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64Page 3 Advertisements Column 3 Wairarapa Daily Times, 27 September 1933, Page 3
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