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Raw, red crack between the toes, madden
ing itch or peeling are the first signs you've
got Athlete's Foot
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BECOMES THIS!
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Left untreated, Athlete's Foot fungi burrow,
spread. In advanced stage, like ringworm of
the foot, above, see your doctor
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Live Athlete's Foot fungi grow in the mold
you see in the test tube, left. These fungi
can lie dormant for months on the skin
flare up when it becomes moist and warm
Athlet't Foot fungi killed fait) When
Absorbine Jr. was added to identical fungi,
it killed ail the Athlete's Foot fungi in less
than 5 minutes! (See tube on the right.)
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Absorbine Jr. bMLy tiyy o
of Athlete's Foot fungi in less than 5 minutes!
Famous laboratory grows millions of
Athlete's Foot fungi in test tubes, and
reports every single one killed by
Absorbine Jr.
That tingling sensation tells you that
Absorbine Jr. is busy killing all the
fungi it reaches. Because it is a liquid,
Absorbine Jr. gets into tiny cracks bet
ter than powder or salve.
"Carefully controlled clinical tests on
patients have proved how wonderfully
effective Absorbine Jr. is. Doctors re
ported Absorbine Jr. brought successful
relief fast to the great majority of suf
ferers. Get Absorbine Jr. wherever drugs
are sold. Also comes in familiar family
and hospital-size bottles.
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bine Jr
New applicator ends risk
of spreading Athlete's Foot
New treat Athlete's Foot without
touching itl Simply turn Absorbine Jr.
bottle upside down, dab infected area
with sponge tip. Applicator does the rest
no drip ... no mess ... no need to
touch infected area with your hands
W. F. Young, be., Springflald, Man.
America's No. I Formula for Athlete's Foot
by Paul Steiner
Edward R. Murrow once remarked: "Children are
wonderful correspondents. They tell all they know, then stop."
Here's proof in letters from kids at Summer camp.
From a solicitous lad: "Dear Mom and Dad:
Don't touch this card. I have poison ivy."
From a proud little man: "Dear Mother: When you visit me next
1 Sunday, please bring candy. Do not kiss me!"
A teen-age counselor reported to the parents
about one of his young charges: "Dear Mr. & Mrs :
I'm sure you will be proud to know that your son
is now an advanced non-swimmer."
Plea from a Park Avenue youngster: "They're making me
do the dishes and make my bed. Please send up the maid."
From a non-do-it-yourself youngster: "Please send me
a ready-made wallet so I won't have to go to Arts and Crafts."
From an average growing boy:
"Dear Mom and Dad: Please send food packages.
All they give us here is breakfast, lunch, and dinner."
This note from a thoughtful youngster:
"Dear Mother: Please excuse my handwriting. I'm scribbling
this standing up, because last night my bunk burned
down. Do not worry."
Cheerful invitation to a non-camping pal back home:
"Dear Butch: We are located near a lake. Drop in any time."
Brief memo from a forgetful soul: "Dear Ma:
Please send me my other sneaker."
Informative letter to relatives: "Dear Uncle and Aunt:
We've got lots of weather up here. Love, Johnny."
Not all campers' letters start off with "Send me . . ." but
most of them do, as these two from junior sportsmen indicate:
'The fish are biting. Send Band-aids."
". . . All the counselors are bugs. Send me a butterfly net."
A pathetically subtle plea: "Dear Parents: . . . There
are 200 boys in this camp. I wish
there were 199."
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Family Weekly, August 17, 1951