Sins me tlio sours my mother suiir’ to me, Toil me the tales she told me at her Itnee; Old friends arc best, oh love them while ye may, The air Is sweetest at the close of day. ■•old friends .are host?” Aye. what words rot)ld he truer. Than that old friend. Woods’ Great Pepucm.Jut Cure. 80
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Waikato Times, Volume 100, Issue 16812, 2 June 1926, Page 5
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57Page 5 Advertisements Column 1 Waikato Times, Volume 100, Issue 16812, 2 June 1926, Page 5
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