The queenly rose knows no decay, Though spurned and crushed it lies. And while it slowly wastes away Its fragrance never dies. With other gift's that make life glad And in our thoughts endure It cheerg our hearts when sick and sad Like Woods' Great Peppermint Cure. *
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Taihape Daily Times, Volume XI, Issue 3530, 17 July 1920, Page 6
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47Page 6 Advertisements Column 1 Taihape Daily Times, Volume XI, Issue 3530, 17 July 1920, Page 6
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