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The Itricle was gowned in nattier blue, With shoes and toque of “tango” line; The bridegroom, an a suit of brown, Looked/quite the smartest “kport” in town. And while confetti filled the air, A tearful mater kissed the pair, And sobbed, “My love! lie always sure To take your Woods’ (treat'Peppermint Cure,”
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Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXVII, Issue 55, 5 July 1915, Page 6
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52Page 6 Advertisements Column 2 Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXVII, Issue 55, 5 July 1915, Page 6
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