Ye Jolly Fishermen who Sail from 

 Old Cape Ann, 



The fisher's life is the life you love, 

 And you love the sparkling wave; 

 And hence you glide o'er the stormy tide 

 In far pursuit of the finny tribe, 

 With hearts so light and brave. 



On Georges Bank, at Newfoundland, 



On the coast of Labrador, 

 The lines you fling, and you laugh and sing. 

 And make your merry voices ring 



'Round Nova Scotia's shore. 



Srjd wl\ei) ill poft you will doir^e to 



where there is no need of these constant "mark downs" advertised by other Clothing stores, as I 

 mark my goods low enough the first going ofl', as " the Sons of the Cape" know well. 



None can imdersell me, as I buy for cash, have no big rents or big interest account, and but 

 very little old stock to carry. Everything on board my craft is snug and trim. Always ready to 

 show my goods, and always having the new styles. 



I don't sellZess i^ftan cos^— neither does any other establishment; and when thev advertise in 

 this manner, it is all moonshine, and " the Sons of the Cape" know this to be true.' These mark- 

 downs of about fifty cents on a dollar don't pan out well either, as people are not fond of this style 

 of doing business, and if they are, they couldn't stand it a great while; hence it is infen-ed that they 

 don't do it, and the people won't swallow such taffy. 



Every customer gets the full value of his money in good lionest 



Hats, Caps and Gents' Furnishing Goods. 



«Sg=" I don't sell at cost or less than cost, but a fair living profit, which enables me to "live and 

 let live," and I cordially invite those who believe in Square Dealing to visit my establishment, 



IGQ 3>s/£s-iz:L St-, ISQ 



