here gold in the rock where the miners flock. There’s gold in the sands of the sea; - There’s gold in the very air we breathe, Could science, but set it free. ' There’s hidden gold in the pirate’s hold, And • we’ll find ,it > some day, I’m sure; ■ There’s ease worth gold for a cough or cold, . In Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure. ■
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New Zealand Tablet, 29 April 1920, Page 46
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60Page 46 Advertisement 2 New Zealand Tablet, 29 April 1920, Page 46
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