The parson stood in his pulpit high, He'd lost his voice with cold well nigh ; The thoughtless said—" Let's all rejoice, He'll have|to stop for he's lost his voice ; But he took some Woods' Great Peppermint Cure, His voice grew strong, his remaiks no (ewer. 22
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Waikato Argus, Volume VI, Issue 421, 13 April 1899, Page 2
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46Page 2 Advertisements Column 5 Waikato Argus, Volume VI, Issue 421, 13 April 1899, Page 2
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