Somewhere a voice is calling, calling —a petulant, hoarse refrain: 'Tie the voice of a loved one bawling; calling me back again. A wail from the nursery falling, falling; poor Clarice has croup, I'm sure; the voice of my darling calling, calling, for Woods' Great Peppermint Cure.—Advt. ' 'Tie most absurd! I do declare there's funny people everywhere: cranks who harbor "tioks" and "rats" and freaks who wear oid-fashioned hats: but most amusing of them all are those who, when bad colds befall, obsolete nostrums still endure, whilst needir" "foods' P«ppermint Cure. Ad. Head stuffed with cold? Try some inhalations of NAZOiL. Penetrating and germ killing—NAZOL acts like a charm. Is 6d buys 60 doses. Use the Nazri Inhaler.—Advt.
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Levin Daily Chronicle, 14 August 1917, Page 2
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118Page 2 Advertisements Column 4 Levin Daily Chronicle, 14 August 1917, Page 2
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