My ihroit vas sore, my lungs wt-re strained, M'i'-'-e ’or I tried no ease I gained, i'jitii a triend whose aid I sought In four churned words salvation . brought, I promptly bought what I was bid, The, wisest thing I ever iid. One bottle garo me comfort sure — Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure.
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Otaki Mail, 10 September 1923, Page 3
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52Page 3 Advertisements Column 2 Otaki Mail, 10 September 1923, Page 3
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