What turned the microbe out of homo And drove him far o'er earth to roam. Of all his race the last! What harries him from day to day, And drives those colds and coughs away, He manufactures fast? Ancestral spirits cry "en masse," Woods' Great Peppermint Cure, alas.
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Wanganui Chronicle, Volume XLIX, Issue 12630, 18 October 1905, Page 5
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48Page 5 Advertisements Column 2 Wanganui Chronicle, Volume XLIX, Issue 12630, 18 October 1905, Page 5
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