The miser sat amongst his gold. “I would not part,” he said “With half-a-guinea, tho’ my life Were to be forfeited. But influenza got him down, His breaths grew short and fewer “Take all I’ve got,” he cried, but give Me Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure.
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New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, Volume XII, Issue 750, 21 July 1904, Page 8
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45Page 8 Advertisements Column 1 New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, Volume XII, Issue 750, 21 July 1904, Page 8
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