THE REFUGE FROM DEATH.
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" Tell me what will life prolong, Right the system when tis wrong, And double charm dispensing, Sooth the organs it is cleansing,'' Thus exclaimed poor dispeptic, Hoping aid, but yet skeptic, One who once like him had suffered, Courteous-his experience preferred; |" Once" said he, "'twas mine to languish Day and night in mortal anguish; Ofdiseases, I'd trio, Piles, dyspepsia, diarrhea, And though thousands I'd expended, Not symptom seemed amended Fulton street, one-twenty five, Sought I, more dead than alive; Who woos Health, there let him seek her, Very soon cried 's Eureka !' For Health her sovereign balm distils, Through PETERS LOZENGES and PILLS.

 a5- For scle at the sign of DRUGS & MEDI CINFS. South-street.