With feet soaked in a, mustard bath, Poor Grandpa crouched beside the hearth, And gasped so hard and looked so glum, Despite three lots of steaming .rum, That Grandma, anxious grown for him, Exclaimed at last to Uncle Jinn—- “ This dread suspense I can’t endure, I’ll send for Wood’s Great Peppermint Cure.” For Influenza take Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure. Never fails. 1/(1, 2/6.
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Western Star, 30 August 1918, Page 4
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63Page 4 Advertisements Column 2 Western Star, 30 August 1918, Page 4
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