lie kind to your mother, for when you were small, She kissed and caressed you, if you had a fall. She nursed you in sickness, and laughed at your joy, For she was your mother and you her dear boy. No friends could be kinder, no friends could be truer Than mother — and Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure !
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New Zealand Tablet, 5 August 1915, Page 45
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57Page 45 Advertisement 2 New Zealand Tablet, 5 August 1915, Page 45
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