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Horowhenua Chronicle, 11 August 1910, Page 4

Said Jones, nho had a cough indeed A bark like any setter; "This dog's life I'll no longer lead; To-morrow, if no better." But on that <hyn friend for sure Heard of his meliin (collie); Hβ gave him Woods' Great Peppermint Cure, And cured him of his folly. My "joints are all cold," said the cook; The back of my "tongue" is quite raw." I'm just "overdone," I feel terribly - crook, With a pain like a "boil" on my iaw. My "flesh" is miite "dialled;" it's the "flu." I'll not take "pot' luck, said this stower, * ,] L s&i " ili ' ,t !s oM <> r new, That.'* Woods' Groat Pepperiiiint Cure '■■.;■