He tossed on the bed at midnight, As the clock was striking the hour; And he hoped that he get rid might Of the cough that made him so dour. Hot gruel and slops they have him, But such treatment he did abjure, There was only one thing that could save him, . ’Twas Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure.
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New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, Volume XVI, Issue 917, 3 October 1907, Page 20
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57Page 20 Advertisements Column 1 New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, Volume XVI, Issue 917, 3 October 1907, Page 20
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