WHAT THE SERGEANT SAID! “YOU . . . you . . . !” But he couldn’t get it out. He was speechless with a cold. “This is what you want, sir, I ( i think?” and a soldier handed him a tin < of Pulmonas. “You’re . . . a . . . mind- i reader!” gasped the Sergeant, as the| 1 antiseptic, soothing vapours of the Pul- t monas began to ease his throat. Never ' be without Pulmonas for quick relief. 1 From all chemists, 1/1, 1/7 and 2/7. 5 I
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Wairarapa Times-Age, 1 November 1940, Page 8
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77Page 8 Advertisements Column 2 Wairarapa Times-Age, 1 November 1940, Page 8
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