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S. L. HAWLEY OF MECHANIC FALLS.
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F you're ever auto-moblin~ old Androscoggin tbm, And the souvenir bacillus gets its wigglers into you; And you feel you need the tol(en, that your visit best recallsWhy! You'll Have to stop at Hawley,s in our own Mechanic Falls. He's the dry-goods man, whose Itusiness has outgrown the town's confines Who attracts the distant buyer, to the values of bis lines; Whose fine imported china and whose dry and fancy goods Send the antiquated fashions circumspeoctl~T to the woods; And who handles growin~ traffic with such courtesy and grace, That, no wonder all the people liI.e to \'fsit Hawley!s place. In all civic lines, he's ready to assume his honest share; In the Board of Trade, an officer of diligence and care;And, thus. in all relations, and in every way he can, He is roundin~ out the measure, of a first class business man.
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