Be kind to your mother, lor when you 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 and you her dear boy. No friends could be kinder, no friends could, be truer Than mother—and WpodeV Great Pep-
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Horowhenua Chronicle, 30 August 1915, Page 2
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55Page 2 Advertisements Column 6 Horowhenua Chronicle, 30 August 1915, Page 2
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