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He kind to your mother, tor when you were smell. She kissed and caressed von. if von had a fall. She nursed yon. in sickness, and laughed at your joy, For she was your mother and you her dear hoy, No friends could he kinder, no friends could he truer Than mother—and Woods’ Ureal Peppermint Idure!
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Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXVIII, Issue 8, 8 September 1915, Page 5
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56Page 5 Advertisements Column 3 Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXVIII, Issue 8, 8 September 1915, Page 5
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