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The microbe moaned and wagged his tall. Threw up his eyes and aigbed — “If I should try to kill and fail, I’m down for suicide." He bit a larynx savagely. Bui Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure Cam«> down ami killed him instantly. And saved the patient sure.

In a storm at sea the chaplain asked one of the crew if he thought there was any danger. “Oh, yes,” replied the sailor; "if it blows as hard as it does now we shall all be in Heaven before twelve o’clock tonight.” The chaplain, terrified at the expression, cried out: “The Lord forbidl”

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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLVII, Issue 19, 8 May 1912, Page 12

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Page 12 Advertisements Column 1 New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLVII, Issue 19, 8 May 1912, Page 12

Page 12 Advertisements Column 1 New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLVII, Issue 19, 8 May 1912, Page 12

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