Go, little verse, upon thy war, And proud the joyful tidings toll; "There is mo cold nor cough to-day Thnt cnn'nofc bo made well." Go, tell the name, the magic name, Inscribes upon the -heights of fame. The perfect balm, the secret sure, "W. E. Woods' Groat Peppermint Chire." 1
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Wairarapa Age, Volume XXXI, Issue 10718, 1 November 1912, Page 5
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50Page 5 Advertisements Column 4 Wairarapa Age, Volume XXXI, Issue 10718, 1 November 1912, Page 5
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