Much troubled in mind, the cycnic reclined, His star was not in the ascendant; He deigned not to scoff, he had a bad cough, And a tear from his nose was pendant. ‘l’ll away,” said Diog. “To Delphi I'll jog, And consult that oracle sure.” He went, and it said. “For a cold in the head Take Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure.” 11
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Wairarapa Times-Age, 18 April 1939, Page 5
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62Page 5 Advertisements Column 2 Wairarapa Times-Age, 18 April 1939, Page 5
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