How often youth's bright, fancies are Dispelled by passing years; How often troubles come to mar Our joy with sorrow's tears. But 'inidst the changing scenes of life Of one thing- we are sure: We're freed from coughs and solds so rife By Woods' Great Peppexiaini cure.
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Evening Star, Issue 14933, 20 July 1912, Page 12
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47Page 12 Advertisements Column 1 Evening Star, Issue 14933, 20 July 1912, Page 12
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