NORTH SHORE BREEZE 
MANCHESTER’S TAX RATE $8.50 
The board of assessors of Man- 
chester yesterday announced the tax 
rate for the year as $8.50 on $1000 
valuation. The rate is ten cents low- 
er than last year, and is based on a 
valuation of $16,003,839. This figure 
is obtained from the total personal 
estate of $8,097,604 and total real 
estate of $7,934,980. Last year’s tot- 
al valuation was $15,597,126.. 
The total valuation of buildings 
‘this year is $4,061,400 and of land 
$3,873,580. 
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the Soda 
Ice Cream Sodas, Sundaes, 
Crushed Fruit and Ice Cream 
are just twice as good if 
the ice cream used is the 
delicious 
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Famous throughout New England for seventeen years for its richness and 
flavor. 
Made of the purest tlavors and extracts, tested cream from our 
Vermont creameries and cané sugar, it conforms to every requirement of 
g Ms 
the Pure Food Laws. 
Look for the Jersey sign at the soda fountains of 
drug stores and confectioners and learn how good ice cream can be. 
Sold by the plate or package 
JERSEY ICE CREAM CO., Lawrence, Mass. 
FOR SALE BY 
ALF2ED WALEN, Druggist, 
And A lenis in 
Manchester 
ever'y, Glouc2ster and Rockport 
SHALL I EVER SEE THEE, ERIN? 
Shall I ever see thee, Erin, 
Land of love and land of song? 
Where my infant eyes first opened 
And my heart and soul belong; 
Where the daises deck the valleys 
And the sweet wild roses blow— 
Shall I ever see thee, Erin? 
Ah! my heart would like to know. 
Shall I ever see thee Erin? 
Just to feast my eyes again, 
Where the little shamrock bloometh 
On each smiling, verdant plain. 
Just to see the skylark soaring 
In the calm and sunny blue; 
It would give my soul contentment, 
And my heart its pleasure true. 
Shall I ever see thee, Erin, 
And the friends I used to know 
In the days that now have vanished? 
Ah! they seem so long ago, 
True hearts all that bade you welcome 
With the clasp of friendship’s hand, 
And the sweet Caed-mille-failte, 
In that dear old Irish land. 
Shall I ever see thee, Erin, 
Or those dear old friends again? 
Ah! the doubts that fill my bosom, 
Cause my heart sincerest pain. 
Yet my heart is always yearning 
For the heath and shamrock green, 
Though I know ’tis vain the longing, 
As the ocean lies between. 
Shall I ever see thee, Erin? 
Or will death my eyelids close 
Far away from that old abbey, 
Where my kindred all repose; 
Where the stately, ivied ruin 
Tells in language proud and bold 
Of the glorious days of Tara, 
And the flag of Green and Gold? 
Should I never see thee, Erin, 
Yet my heart shall aye be true, 
And my spirit float above thee 
In the calm, ethereal blue, 
On its long, last, fateful journey, 
As it speeds its course along, 
It shall see thee, Mother Erin, 
Land of love and land of song! 
—Robert J. Milne 
Manchester-by-the-Sea. 
NOTE:—Mr. Milne recently moved to 
Manchester, from Ireland. He is a fore- 
man with the contracting firm of Morley, 
Flatley & Co.—Ed. 
Letters remaining unclaimed at 
the Manchester, Mass., P. O. for 
week ending August 10, 1912. Mrs. 
Horace Case, Meik Cinkozki, Mrs. 
Hilrich, Mrs. L. H. Francis, J. B. 
Hatch, Mrs. James, G. A. MacPher- 
son, J.. J. Nugent, Mrs. Walter Red- 
mond, Mrs. Charles Storrow, Miss 
A. Mijnon Swift, Miss M. A. Swift, 
Mrs. Nellie Sullivan, The Vanee Dry 
Goods Co., Mrs. E. B. Young, B. L. 
Holland, Miss Catherine Wright.— 
S. L. Wheaton, P. M. 
Lamson and Hubbard hats at 
Bell’s Central square store. . 
Bathing suits at E. A. Leth- 
bridge’s. Ps 
