The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1892-01-06
The Carriers Address,
TO the Patrons of the Press and Banner,
Christmas, 1891.

Christmas, 1891.
y GOOD morning to you, one and all,
! Kind patrons of the Banner!
May each of you, both great and small,
Enjoy in perfect Manner
/ Be blest with life's cOntentments ALL
This Christmas morn.
Since last my hardship did indite
A verse or two like this is,
I trust you've been as gay and BRIGHT
The boys, also the misses
AS when you made my heart so light
Last Christmas morn.
And as I now remember we'll
The nice amounts you gave me-
My salary to greatly swell,
And from the cold to save me-
My gratitude I cannot tell,
So full my heart.
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Since Christmas last, not one of you,
We happily can say it,,
Have failed to run your business through,
And all can say to day it
is partially,-quite largely due,
To Carrier Gus.
They tell us that in other towns
There's lack of circulation
The currency that goes the rounds,
So badly needs imitation;
In Abbeville, where wealth abounds
There's no such cry.
Now if there isa man in town,
Whose name I fail to mention,
Just let him bring his silver down
And call to my attention,
In verse his name must come around
Next Christmas morn.
VII.
You cannot doubt, if you will hear
This very bold assertion,
That / will make, without a fear,
: With nothing of perversion:
That each upon the list this year
"Wil do me proud"
SThere's O. P. Heath, where Messrs. Hayne
And Smith and many more,
Deal out the very finest goods
For dollars by the score.
The next is Mr.. Templeton,
With central merchandise,
With handsome clerks as ever were,
And prices to surprise.
Confectioneries elegant,
You find the second door,
NAnd Mr.. Thomas Thompson runs,
= This splendid candy store.
Then Minter makes a pretty show
With furniture so new
OF late design, so very cheap,
You'll buy a set or two.
And Rosenberg's,.just go in there,
Where Messrs. Bob and Dock,
And John and Julius and his Pa
Will show you through the stock.
For saddles, harness and the like,
You'll find no better place,
Than Hammond's to supply yourself,
To run or trot a race.
IF YOU want fancy groceries,
Drop in at Messrs. Hills,
Where Mr.. Nc or Will or Jim
Will promptly fill your bills.
It's millinery that you want?
Well, Haddon's close at hand,
Where wives and daughters get their hats,
So stylish and so grand.
But Mr.. William Bell, you see,
Has gone no where as yet,
The millinery goods he sells,
Are fine as you can get.
AT Bells, if you've a watch that needs
Repairing, or some grease,
n You'll find the man to do it right,
. His name is Dobson Reese.
i No better man in town you find
Than Mr.. John e. E.,
And all who know him, know he needs
No eulogy from me.
Now Mr.. Lawson's in the town,
Be sure to go see him,
You'll ne'er regret the money spent
With long, slim, Mr.. Jim.
! You say you're feeling slightly sick?
Well, look up Mr.. Speed,
For he'll dispense you, very cheap,
The medicine you need;
Or DIR. Penny, just as good,
And true as true can be-,
Will sell you all the drugs you want
Except the drug: "Whiskee."
AS down the street you go, you see
The store of Mr.. Hill,
Where you can sell your cotton we'll,
And make a grocery bill.
And Messrs. joel Smith and Sons,
They know just what to do,
Whenever people come to town
To get the finest shoe.