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The Little Seed.

 A little seed lay in the carter's path;

A little shoot bowed in the strong wind's wrath;

A little shrub grew, by its roots held fast;

Then a stout tree braved all the winter's blast.

A little cough started- 'twas only light;

A little child shivered the hours of night;

A little pain came and began to grow,

Then consumption laid all his strength low.

Be wise in time. Check the little cough, cure the little child, dispel the little pain, ere the little ailment becomes the strong, unconquerable giant of disease. Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery, taken in time, is a remedy for these ills.