The analyst sat in Lis sanctum alone. His staff had gone home for the night, And soliloquised thus, in a critical tone, As he hold a retort to the light. ‘‘Yes! Vos! 1 confess *tis compounded with skill, Its components are potent and pure; If thro’ chill I fall ill, I most certaini ly will Take Woods’ Great Peppermint , Cure.”
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Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXI, Issue 58, 5 October 1916, Page 5
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60Page 5 Advertisements Column 4 Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXXI, Issue 58, 5 October 1916, Page 5
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