Tho' youth hath vanished, dear mate o' mine, The throno of my heart is heart o' thiiiG; Truo lovo is forever, tho' life's hut a span, And you're my woman anil I'm your man. We'll steer thro' the shadows, hand in hand. To the shores of that better, brighter land, In life's wan winter, health to assure, We'll need but Woods' Peppermint Cure. —Advt. Havo you seen tho new pattern Avon k Motor-cyclo Bolt?—Advt,
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Dominion, Volume 10, Issue 2959, 23 December 1916, Page 14
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74Page 14 Advertisements Column 2 Dominion, Volume 10, Issue 2959, 23 December 1916, Page 14
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