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Tliov brought mo eucalyptus oil, My'Sunday suit they tried to spoil; At last I had to cry out "Stop!" T smelt just like a chemist's Bhop. Tt did no Rood, my cold grew worse, And lighter grew'my slender purse; My son broutrht Woods' Great Peppermint Cure, It saved my life—of that I'm sure, s
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Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXIV, Issue 20, 16 September 1912, Page 5
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54Page 5 Advertisements Column 2 Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXIV, Issue 20, 16 September 1912, Page 5
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