Ba kind to your mother, tor when yoa were small, She kissed and caressed you if you had a fall. She nursed you in sickness and laughed at your joy, For she was your mother antT you her deai* boy. No friends could be kinder, no friends could be truer Than mother—and Woods' Groat Pep•v. .' ; .permintOave. ,
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Horowhenua Chronicle, 12 August 1915, Page 3
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56Page 3 Advertisements Column 2 Horowhenua Chronicle, 12 August 1915, Page 3
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