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Poor Solomon Stood my sick in his l>od, ’Twas a cold that he’d contracted, With lanes like load, ho was all hut dead. And his wife was nigh distracted. Overcome with grid she shook like a leaf, But such anguish was premature, tier mother rus' in, replacing herein With Woods rent Peppermint Cure,
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Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXI, Issue 34, 7 September 1916, Page 5
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53Page 5 Advertisements Column 4 Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXI, Issue 34, 7 September 1916, Page 5
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