From Ain't Gonna Be the Same Fool Twice, by April Sinclair, pp. 313-4:
" "Sweetie, I brought you a rescue remedy." Jawea produced a small bottle....."Open your mouth," Jawea demanded.
" I did, and she squeezed a dropper full of her herbal remedy under my tongue." "
This was in a passage describing Fall/Winter 1975!!!
Love all, Chanita, San Francisco