Though Borea9 on biting blast. Howls from the Frccn Pole, And swept before him, flying past, The sullen storm-clouds roll. Though coughs and colds are in his wake, Yet still I feel secure, And fear him not, because I take My WOODS' GREAT PEPPERMINT CURE.
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New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXXIII, Issue 39, 28 September 1905, Page 2
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45Page 2 Advertisements Column 1 New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXXIII, Issue 39, 28 September 1905, Page 2
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