The noble forests of our land Beneath man’s devastating hand Scon will have vanished, leaving there This country lying, gaunt and bare. No wooded clothing, now she’s old, To save her from her death of cold; But, lo! new Woods arise with haaling sure, All hail then —Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure.
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New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, Volume XIV, Issue 842, 26 April 1906, Page 9
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51Page 9 Advertisements Column 1 New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, Volume XIV, Issue 842, 26 April 1906, Page 9
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