The border sat in his lonely room. His heart was heavy as lead ; His eyes were watery with the ‘ flue,’ And throbbing was his head. But soon a familiar voice he heard ’Twas his old friend Mr. Jure; Who, hearing he was very ill, Brought Woods’ Peppermint Cure.
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New Zealand Tablet, 17 July 1913, Page 62
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48Page 62 Advertisement 1 New Zealand Tablet, 17 July 1913, Page 62
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