The Portland daily press., 1894-08-30

Have you heard of the "Clover Club" Shirt galore
That will wear for a couple of Years more
And then in flash it has no more
Existence this unlaundered shore
Than the flame that the burnt out candle bore.
Or the tail that the tender tad poleNwore.
(Who lives in the slippery oozy bog0
On the lucky day he became frog?
Hove you heard of the "Cover Club shirt saw?
Now Shirt like cat, should have nine lives,
Instead of that it hardly survives
The life of gnat or old Blue boards wives,
You've scarcely got to its augled curves
And hung up shoehorn and restrung your nerves.
When wreck goes your shirt Collapsed in its doom!
And It's angrily jammed down Its rag bag tomb.
Il your RIBS fit for your heart and your lung,
And the jacket of flesh your bones nicely hung
your skull fits your brain without wrinkle or nip,
And the veins hold your blood wont give you the Slip
The custom-made skin overcoating the whole,
u Like the snug -huggng rig Of the taor-made girl.
Ii the clothes nature made for your organs within
BE fit and adjusted, Pll bet you pin,
You'd not know that you had hem and SO of Shirt
Il fits, why it fits, without giving you fits.
That's the "Clover Clubs" way which never foreets
Said the shirtmakng king to his courtiers one day.
II dreamed of shirt that was built SOS stay,
Till the hair OF its maker turned scanty and gray.
L vow by my gussets that dream shall true
A shirt l will build that shall always be new
That shall ourde all wrecks, like the Wandering Jew,
And flap on the cothes-ine for years not few.
Go! bring the shirts Of all brands that you know,
60 sum up their bright spots, and don't you be Slow
Co. bring me the samples Of every device
That make a shirt famous don't kick the price,
Iii bunch them together, I'll weld them in one,
III combine every quality under the sun
That makes shirt fit said this shirt making king
And to show that he meant it, there wasn't thing
That he didn't search out, that he didn't invent,
Decay to arrest, and misfts crcumvent
The cloth that he chose the "Iils of New York"
Fine elastic round threaded and whiter than chalk
The bosoms from ireland, County of Cork,
Backed by linen the butcher had made for his frock
triple alliance twere harder to smash,
Than the vaults that environ Uncle Sans Cash.
Then the CUT OF this shirt such exquisite art
That 1t JUMPED into favor, at once, from start
Why it fitted the form like the skin fits your hand
1t adjusted itself to every demand
Of It's tenant the wearer, for so it was planned
The best cards of the pack heart diamond and club
Met here, like the spokes of wheel at the hub
All the cutest inventions of needle and thread
Struggled snug in the "Clover Club" like six in bed
Who sells it, this wonderful "Clover Club" think?
w hos It's owner, distributor retailer, king
Who touches the button? Who presses the spring
That sets it flying? Say who pulls the string
That scatters, and spatters the garment so great?
This unlaundered projecile, this right up to date
Enormousest charmingest, shirt without mate?
wei, Portland's the city and Maine is the State
j. r. Libby, Congress St, Four-eighty- eight
VIII supply them by mail by express by freight.
INLAuNDERED $1.oo. LAUNDERED s11o