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They’re All Here. Not feeling well, my thoughts incline To that famed drug known as Kwinine

I’ve an achy pain adown my spine That nought will help like a dose of Kin-

nine. When a fellow is feeling generally mean, Let him swallow a bolus of old Kwineen, If that don’t help him, why then, I ween, He may as well take—a dose of Kinneeu, And yet, it’s singular what a whinin’ Some people make -when they take Kwinin. Now then, if you’ve got this name down fine, You know jnst how to pronounce qui 9.

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Woodville Examiner, Volume 3, Issue 281, 3 September 1886, Page 1 (Supplement)

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Untitled Woodville Examiner, Volume 3, Issue 281, 3 September 1886, Page 1 (Supplement)

Untitled Woodville Examiner, Volume 3, Issue 281, 3 September 1886, Page 1 (Supplement)