Pat and Terry, two great Irish pals, had been friends ever since the last war, but Terry, after an accident, had passed on. Pat went up to the doctoi who had operated on Terry, and said to him: “Shure, and is it yourself could be telling me how me poor pal died? “Pat,” replied the doctor, “there was no hope whatever for him. He had gangrene.” “Oh,” said Pat joyfully, “thank the Shamrock, he died with his colours.” WHEN ’ SHOUTING FAILED! His friend disappeared ahead . . . his shouting was noiseless ... his voice had gone. Into his mouth he popped a Lixoid. Ah! What ease . . . relief . . . his voice came clear and strong. Speakers, singers, know the value of Lixoids. So easy to take ... so certain in effect. All chemists, 9d a tin. 4
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Wairarapa Times-Age, 24 November 1941, Page 2
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131Page 2 Advertisements Column 2 Wairarapa Times-Age, 24 November 1941, Page 2
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