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Woodville Examiner, Volume XXII, Issue 3882, 4 June 1906, Page 2

When wintry tears my eyes o'orflow. In painful sympathy with my nose, I rest my heavy head and sigh For some relief or I shall die. The hacking cough, the hard-drawn breath, Can only mean approaching death. But no, the remedy, Life’s Eenewer, Is found in Woods’ Groat Peppermint Cure.