O Fate! let me glide on a sundit tide, To the land where no grief may get ! Bear me, I crave! on an opal wave, To the kingdom of Let-Us-Forget ! Where the cascades i flow 'neath a tropical glow, * In an equable temperature ; And glad hearts know the blessiugs they owe To Woods' Great Peppermint Cure.
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Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 31, 15 October 1920, Page 12
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56Page 12 Advertisements Column 1 Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 31, 15 October 1920, Page 12
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