THERE'S A SILVER TJXrNG TO EVERY CLOUD. The days were long, the nights vrero drear, And lift« was srarc© worth while; Tli»» charms of Mary Piekford palled, E'en Chaplin brought no smilo. With aching Jicad and sinking heart, Alas! I felt so ill, I thought- I'd die; but succour camo, Its form —a simple pill. 'Twas in a dainty bottle placed With others of its kind., And now I know their v-ondrous power, All caro is left behind. Lot others heed this cheery tale. But they should see. of course, That every littlo bottle bears The name of Dr. Morse. 12 Complete reports of all nrins and trotting: meetings since August. Ist- in tho Pocket "Edition of the "Turf Register." To make euro of a copy order now.
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Press, Volume LVI, Issue 16726, 8 January 1920, Page 4
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158Page 4 Advertisements Column 2 Press, Volume LVI, Issue 16726, 8 January 1920, Page 4
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