The bay stow! on the frozen deck. And wished that he was dead; The wind blew round hla naked neck, The rain bent on his head. He cauaht a raid a killing cough. And s«ld. “I’m done for sure B'lt now hi* well, his cold is off. Through VVooU* Great Pei>i»erinlut Cure.
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLVII, Issue 20, 15 May 1912, Page 68
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52Page 68 Advertisements Column 1 New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLVII, Issue 20, 15 May 1912, Page 68
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