“Let me 'pop it on your finger Where the wedding ring will be. Will you?. Won’t you? Will you? -"Honey will, you marry me?” . That’s what Sammie said to Sadie, ’ While she sighed in rapture pure; Now she’s bending over baby, Mixing Woods’ Peppermint Cure
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New Zealand Tablet, 1 April 1920, Page 35
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45Page 35 Advertisement 4 New Zealand Tablet, 1 April 1920, Page 35
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