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Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXVI, Issue 5, 10 May 1913, Page 5

Under a spreading mantelpiece Before a fire he sat; His large pale brow had many a crease, He sneezed and coughed and spat. Said he: I cannot bear this pain, I must have a subduer;” And now he’s up and out again Twas Woods’ Great Peppermint Curt. * THE GUINEA POEMI A CHEQUE FOR £1 Is, has been sent to the writer of this verse— Mrs D.R., Haven Road, Nelson: — “I’ll try some Puritan Soap,” said she. Ho smiled, because he knew In future it would always be—“No other soap will do!” WIN A GUWa! prize Poem published every Saturday. Best original four short-line advt. about “Puritan ' Soap” wins each week. A printed wrapper—from inside packet of Purttan Soap—must be enclosed, with full address, to: “Puritan Soap,” P.O. Box 203, Wellington. Wholesale Agents: A. S. Paterson and Co., Limited. • s