The blacksmith was hoarse, and feverish too; He lay on his bed and " bellow "-ed 'tis-" shoe." The'dreadful cold that he had got Had mads him feel—well, just "redhot," "I'd rather do three years," said he, "In prison walls, for 'forge'-ry," But he took Woods' Great Peppermint Cure, Which put him on his "metal" sure.
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King Country Chronicle, Volume IV, Issue 289, 27 August 1910, Page 3
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55Page 3 Advertisements Column 3 King Country Chronicle, Volume IV, Issue 289, 27 August 1910, Page 3
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