Poor Solomon Stead lay sick bed. in bis Twas a cold that'he’d contracted. With hmgs like lead, he was all but dead, A»d kit* wife was nigh distracted. Ih the stress of her grief she .shook like a leaf. But such anguish was premature. For her mother rushed in and replaced hot gin With Woods’ Groat Peppermint Cute,
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Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXVII, Issue 89, 16 August 1915, Page 5
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58Page 5 Advertisements Column 1 Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXVII, Issue 89, 16 August 1915, Page 5
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