An astronomer great, he was sitting out late, With his telescope turned to the stars. When to his surprise, there flashed down from tho skies A most palpable message from M"ars. He did not understand, but a code book at hand. Which he hastened at once to procure, Made the message quite plain, “Influenza again, ’'lan you send us Woods’ Peppermint Cure!”
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLII, Issue 19, 12 May 1909, Page 69
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62Page 69 Advertisements Column 1 New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLII, Issue 19, 12 May 1909, Page 69
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